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Le Morte D’Arthur
King Arthur and of his Noble Knights of the Round Table
by Thomas Malory
IN TWO VOLS.—VOL. I
Contents
BIBLIOGRAPHICAL NOTE
The Morte D’Arthur was finished, as the epilogue tells us, in the ninth year of Edward IV., i.e. between March 4, 1469 and the same date in 1470. It is thus, fitly enough, the last important English book written before the introduction of printing into this country, and since no manuscript of it has come down to us it is also the first English classic for our knowledge of which we are entirely dependent on a printed text. Caxton’s story of how the book was brought to him and he was induced to print it may be read farther on in his own preface. From this we learn also that he was not only the printer of the book, but to some extent its editor also, dividing Malory’s work into twenty-one books, splitting up the books into chapters, by no means skilfully, and supplying the “Rubrish” or chapter-headings. It may be added that Caxton’s preface contains, moreover, a brief criticism which, on the points on which it touches, is still the soundest and most sympathetic that has been written.
The Morte D’Arthur was finished, as the epilogue tells us, in the ninth year of Edward IV, meaning it was completed between March 4, 1469, and the same date in 1470. This makes it the last significant English book written before printing was introduced to this country, and since no manuscript of it has survived, it is also the first English classic we know of that relies entirely on a printed text. Caxton’s account of how the book was delivered to him and how he was persuaded to print it can be found later in his own preface. From this, we also learn that he was not just the printer of the book, but he acted as an editor as well, dividing Malory’s work into twenty-one books, breaking the books into chapters, albeit not very skillfully, and providing the “Rubrish” or chapter titles. It’s worth noting that Caxton’s preface also includes a brief critique that, regarding its themes, remains the most insightful and sympathetic one written.
Caxton finished his edition the last day of July 1485, some fifteen or sixteen years after Malory wrote his epilogue. It is clear that the author was then dead, or the printer would not have acted as a clumsy editor to the book, and recent discoveries (if bibliography may, for the moment, enlarge its bounds to mention such matters) have revealed with tolerable certainty when Malory died and who he was. In letters to The Athenaeum in July 1896 Mr. T. Williams pointed out that the name of a Sir Thomas Malorie occurred among those of a number of other Lancastrians excluded from a general pardon granted by Edward IV. in 1468, and that a William Mallerye was mentioned in the same year as taking part in a Lancastrian rising. In September 1897, again, in another letter to the same paper, Mr. A. T. Martin reported the finding of the will of a Thomas Malory of Papworth, a hundred partly in Cambridgeshire, partly in Hunts. This will was made on September 16, 1469, and as it was proved the 27th of the next month the testator must have been in immediate expectation of death. It contains the most careful provision for the education and starting in life of a family of three daughters and seven sons, of whom the youngest seems to have been still an infant. We cannot say with certainty that this Thomas Malory, whose last thoughts were so busy for his children, was our author, or that the Lancastrian knight discovered by Mr. Williams was identical with either or both, but such evidence as the Morte D’Arthur offers favours such a belief. There is not only the epilogue with its petition, “pray for me while I am alive that God send me good deliverance and when I am dead pray you all for my soul,” but this very request is foreshadowed at the end of chap. 37 of Book ix. in the touching passage, surely inspired by personal experience, as to the sickness “that is the greatest pain a prisoner may have”; and the reflections on English fickleness in the first chapter of Book xxi., though the Wars of the Roses might have inspired them in any one, come most naturally from an author who was a Lancastrian knight.
Caxton finished his edition on the last day of July 1485, about fifteen or sixteen years after Malory wrote his epilogue. It’s clear that the author was already dead, or else the printer wouldn’t have taken on the role of a clumsy editor for the book. Recent discoveries (if bibliography can, for now, expand its scope to include such matters) have revealed with reasonable certainty when Malory died and who he was. In letters to The Athenaeum in July 1896, Mr. T. Williams pointed out that the name Sir Thomas Malorie appeared among a number of other Lancastrians who were excluded from a general pardon granted by Edward IV in 1468, and that a William Mallerye was mentioned in the same year as participating in a Lancastrian uprising. In September 1897, again in another letter to the same newspaper, Mr. A. T. Martin reported finding the will of a Thomas Malory from Papworth, a hundred that spans parts of Cambridgeshire and Hunts. This will was made on September 16, 1469, and since it was proved on the 27th of the following month, the testator must have been anticipating death. It includes careful provisions for the education and support of a family with three daughters and seven sons, the youngest of whom seems to have been just an infant. We can’t say for sure that this Thomas Malory, whose last thoughts were so focused on his children, was our author, or that the Lancastrian knight mentioned by Mr. Williams was the same as either or both, but the evidence offered by the Morte D’Arthur supports such a belief. Not only is there the epilogue with its request, “pray for me while I am alive that God send me good deliverance and when I am dead pray you all for my soul,” but this very request is hinted at the end of chapter 37 of Book ix. in the touching passage, surely inspired by personal experience, regarding the illness “that is the greatest pain a prisoner may have”; and the reflections on the fickleness of the English in the first chapter of Book xxi., while they might have been influenced by the Wars of the Roses, most naturally come from an author who was a Lancastrian knight.
If the Morte D’Arthur was really written in prison and by a prisoner distressed by ill-health as well as by lack of liberty, surely no task was ever better devised to while away weary hours. Leaving abundant scope for originality in selection, modification, and arrangement, as a compilation and translation it had in it that mechanical element which adds the touch of restfulness to literary work. No original, it is said, has yet been found for Book vii., and it is possible that none will ever be forthcoming for chap. 20 of Book xviii., which describes the arrival of the body of the Fair Maiden of Astolat at Arthur’s court, or vii for chap. 25 of the same book, with its discourse on true love; but the great bulk of the work has been traced chapter by chapter to the “Merlin” of Robert de Borron and his successors (Bks. i.-iv.), the English metrical romance La Morte Arthur of the Thornton manuscript (Bk. v.), the French romances of Tristan (Bks. viii.-x.) and of Launcelot (Bks. vi., xi.-xix.), and lastly to the English prose Morte Arthur of Harley MS. 2252 (Bks. xviii., xx., xxi.). As to Malory’s choice of his authorities critics have not failed to point out that now and again he gives a worse version where a better has come down to us, and if he had been able to order a complete set of Arthurian manuscripts from his bookseller, no doubt he would have done even better than he did! But of the skill, approaching to original genius, with which he used the books from which he worked there is little dispute.
If the Morte D’Arthur was really written in prison by a prisoner struggling with health issues as well as a lack of freedom, then it's clear that no task was ever better designed to pass the time. It allowed plenty of room for creativity in choosing, changing, and organizing content, and as a compilation and translation, it had that mechanical aspect that makes literary work a bit more relaxing. No original has been found yet for Book VII, and it might be that one will never be discovered for Chapter 20 of Book XVIII, which describes the arrival of the body of the Fair Maiden of Astolat at Arthur’s court, or for Chapter 25 of the same book, which discusses true love. However, the majority of the work has been traced chapter by chapter back to Robert de Borron's “Merlin” and his successors (Books I-IV), the English metrical romance La Morte Arthur from the Thornton manuscript (Book V), the French romances of Tristan (Books VIII-X) and Launcelot (Books VI, XI-XIX), and finally to the English prose Morte Arthur of Harley MS. 2252 (Books XVIII, XX, XXI). Regarding Malory’s choice of sources, critics have pointed out that sometimes he uses a worse version when a better one exists, and if he had been able to order a complete set of Arthurian manuscripts from his bookseller, he likely would have done even better! But there’s little doubt about the skill, which borders on original genius, with which he used the books he worked from.
Malory died leaving his work obviously unrevised, and in this condition it was brought to Caxton, who prepared it for the press with his usual enthusiasm in the cause of good literature, and also, it must be added, with his usual carelessness. New chapters are sometimes made to begin in the middle of a sentence, and in addition to simple misprints there are numerous passages in which it is impossible to believe that we have the text as Malory intended it to stand. After Caxton’s edition Malory’s manuscript must have disappeared, and subsequent editions are differentiated only by the degree of closeness with which they follow the first. Editions appeared printed by Wynkyn de Worde in 1498 and 1529, by William Copland in 1559, by Thomas East about 1585, and by Thomas Stansby in 1634, each printer apparently taking the text of his immediate predecessor and reproducing it with modifications. Stansby’s edition served for reprints in 1816 and 1856 (the latter edited by Thomas Wright); but in 1817 an edition supervised by Robert Southey went back to Caxton’s text, though to a copy (only two are extant, and only one perfect!) in which eleven leaves were supplied from Wynkyn de Worde’s reprint. In 1868 Sir Edward Strachey produced for the present publishers a reprint of Southey’s text in modern spelling, with the substitution of current words for those now obsolete, and the softening of a handful of passages likely, he thought, to prevent the book being placed in the hands of boys. In 1889 a boon was conferred on scholars by the publication of Dr. H. Oskar Sommer’s page-for-page reprint of Caxton’s text, with an elaborate discussion of Malory’s sources. Dr. Sommer’s edition was used by Sir E. Strachey to revise his Globe text, and in 1897 Mr. Israel Gollancz produced for the “Temple Classics” a very pretty edition in which Sir Edward Strachey’s principles of modernisation in spelling and punctuation were adopted, but with the restoration of obsolete words and omitted phrases. As to the present edition, Sir Edward Strachey altered with so sparing a hand that on many pages differences between his version and that here printed will be looked for in vain; but the most anxious care has been taken to produce a text modernised as to its spelling, but in other respects in accurate accordance with Caxton’s text, as represented by Dr Sommer’s reprint. Obvious misprints have been silently corrected, but in a few cases notes show where emendations have been introduced from Wynkyn de Worde—not that Wynkyn had any more right to emend Caxton than we, but because even a printer’s conjecture gains a little sanctity after four centuries. The restoration of obsolete words has necessitated a much fuller glossary, and the index of names has therefore been separated from it and enlarged. In its present form the index is the work of Mr. Henry Littlehales.
Malory died leaving his work clearly unrevised, and in this state it was handed to Caxton, who prepared it for publication with his usual enthusiasm for good literature, and also, it must be noted, with his usual carelessness. New chapters sometimes start in the middle of a sentence, and in addition to simple typos, there are numerous sections where it’s hard to believe we have the text as Malory meant it to be. After Caxton’s edition, Malory’s manuscript must have vanished, and later editions are distinguished only by how closely they follow the original. Editions were printed by Wynkyn de Worde in 1498 and 1529, by William Copland in 1559, by Thomas East around 1585, and by Thomas Stansby in 1634, with each printer seemingly taking the text of the previous one and modifying it. Stansby’s edition was used for reprints in 1816 and 1856 (the latter edited by Thomas Wright); however, in 1817, an edition supervised by Robert Southey returned to Caxton’s text, though from a copy (only two copies survive, and only one is complete!) in which eleven pages were supplied from Wynkyn de Worde’s reprint. In 1868, Sir Edward Strachey produced a reprint of Southey’s text in modern spelling for the current publishers, replacing outdated words with current ones and softening a few passages he believed would prevent the book from being suitable for boys. In 1889, Dr. H. Oskar Sommer blessed scholars with a page-for-page reprint of Caxton’s text, including an extensive discussion of Malory’s sources. Dr. Sommer’s edition was then used by Sir E. Strachey to revise his Globe text, and in 1897, Mr. Israel Gollancz produced a very nice edition for the “Temple Classics” that adopted Sir Edward Strachey’s principles of modernization in spelling and punctuation, but restored archaic words and omitted phrases. Regarding the current edition, Sir Edward Strachey made changes so sparingly that on many pages, the differences between his version and this one will be hard to find; however, significant care has been taken to create a text that is modernized in spelling but otherwise accurately reflects Caxton’s text as represented by Dr. Sommer’s reprint. Obvious typos have been corrected silently, but in a few cases, notes indicate where changes have been made from Wynkyn de Worde—not that Wynkyn had any more right to change Caxton than we do, but because even a printer’s guess holds a bit of weight after four centuries. The restoration of outdated words has required a much more extensive glossary, and as a result, the index of names has been separated from it and expanded. The current form of the index is the work of Mr. Henry Littlehales.
A. W. POLLARD.
A.W. Pollard.
PREFACE OF WILLIAM CAXTON
After that I had accomplished and finished divers histories, as well of contemplation as of other historial and worldly acts of great conquerors and princes, and also certain books of ensamples and doctrine, many noble and divers gentlemen of this realm of England came and demanded me many and oft times, wherefore that I have not do made and imprint the noble history of the Saint Greal, and of the most renowned Christian king, first and chief of the three best Christian, and worthy, King Arthur, which ought most to be remembered among us Englishmen to-fore all other Christian kings; for it is notoyrly known through the universal world, that there be nine worthy and the best that ever were, that is to wit, three Paynims, three Jews, and three Christian men. As for the Paynims, they were to-fore the Incarnation of Christ, which were named, the first Hector of Troy, of whom the history is comen both in ballad and in prose, the second Alexander the Great, and the third Julius Caesar, Emperor of Rome, of whom the histories be well known and had. And as for the three Jews, which also were to-fore the incarnation of our Lord, of whom the first was duke Joshua which brought the children of Israel into the land of behest, the second David king of Jerusalem, and the third Judas Machabeus, of these three the Bible rehearseth all their noble histories and acts. And since the said Incarnation have been three noble Christian men, stalled and admitted through the universal world into the number of the nine best and worthy. Of whom was first the noble Arthur, whose noble acts I purpose to write in this present book here following. The second was Charlemain, or Charles the Great, of whom the history is had in many places, both in French and in English. And the third and last was Godfrey of Boloine, of whose acts and life I made a book unto the excellent prince and king of noble memory, King Edward the Fourth.
After that, I had completed and finished various stories, both those of contemplation and other historical and worldly deeds of great conquerors and princes, as well as certain books of examples and teachings. Many noble and diverse gentlemen from this realm of England came and often asked me why I had not created and published the noble history of the Holy Grail and of the most renowned Christian king, first and foremost among the three greatest Christians and worthy men, King Arthur. He should be especially remembered among us Englishmen above all other Christian kings. It is widely known throughout the world that there are nine worthy and the best that have ever lived, namely three pagans, three Jews, and three Christians. For the pagans, they lived before the Incarnation of Christ and were named: the first Hector of Troy, whose story is known both in ballads and prose; the second Alexander the Great; and the third Julius Caesar, Emperor of Rome, whose histories are well known and documented. As for the three Jews, who also lived before the incarnation of our Lord, the first was Duke Joshua, who led the children of Israel into the Promised Land; the second was David, King of Jerusalem; and the third was Judas Maccabeus. The Bible recounts all their noble stories and deeds. Since the Incarnation, there have been three noble Christian men who have been recognized worldwide as part of the nine greatest and most worthy. The first was the noble Arthur, whose great deeds I intend to write about in this present book. The second was Charlemagne, or Charles the Great, whose history is known in many places, in both French and English. The third and last was Godfrey of Bouillon, about whom I wrote a book for the excellent prince and king of noble memory, King Edward the Fourth.
The said noble gentlemen instantly required me to imprint the history of the said noble king and conqueror King Arthur, and of his knights, with the history of the Saint Greal, and of the death and ending of the said Arthur; affirming that I ought rather to imprint his acts and noble feats, than of Godfrey of Boloine, or any of the other eight, considering that he was a man born within this realm, and king and emperor of the same: and that there be in French divers and many noble volumes of his acts, and also of his knights. To whom I answered that divers men hold opinion that there was no such Arthur, and that all such books as been made of him be feigned and fables, because that some chronicles make of him no mention, nor remember him nothing, nor of his knights. Whereto they answered, and one in special said, that in him that should say or think that there was never such a king called Arthur might well be aretted great folly and blindness. For he said that there were many evidences of the contrary. First ye may see his sepulchre in the monastery of Glastonbury. And also in Policronicon, in the fifth book the sixth chapter, and in the seventh book the twenty-third chapter, where his body was buried, and after found, and translated into the said monastery. Ye shall see also in the history of Bochas, in his book De Casu Principum, part of his noble acts, and also of his fall. Also Galfridus in his British book recounteth his life: and in divers places of England many remembrances be yet of him, and shall remain perpetually, and also of his knights. First in the abbey of Westminster, at St. Edward’s shrine, remaineth the print of his seal in red wax closed in beryl, in which is written, Patricius Arthurus Britannie, Gallie, Germanie, Dacie, Imperator. Item in the castle of Dover ye may see Gawaine’s skull, and Cradok’s mantle: at Winchester the Round Table: in other places Launcelot’s sword and many other things. Then all these things considered, there can no man reasonably gainsay but there was a king of this land named Arthur. For in all places, Christian and heathen, he is reputed and taken for one of the nine worthy, and the first of the three Christian men. And also, he is more spoken of beyond the sea, more books made of his noble acts, than there be in England, as well in Dutch, Italian, Spanish, and Greekish, as in French. And yet of record remain in witness of him in Wales, in the town of Camelot, the great stones and the marvellous works of iron lying under the ground, and royal vaults, which divers now living have seen. Wherefore it is a marvel why he is no more renowned in his own country, save only it accordeth to the Word of God, which saith that no man is accepted for a prophet in his own country.
The noble gentlemen immediately asked me to document the story of the great king and conqueror King Arthur, along with his knights, the tale of the Holy Grail, and the death and end of King Arthur. They insisted that I should focus more on his deeds and heroic acts rather than those of Godfrey of Bouillon or any of the other eight knights, given that he was born in this land and was its king and emperor. They pointed out that there are many impressive French volumes about his deeds and his knights. I replied that some people believe there was no such Arthur, and that all the books written about him are just myths and legends because some chronicles don't mention him or his knights at all. They countered, with one person particularly stating that anyone who claims or thinks that there was never a king named Arthur would be showing great folly and ignorance. He argued that there is plenty of evidence to the contrary. For starters, you can see his tomb at the Glastonbury monastery. Additionally, in the Policronicon, specifically in the fifth book, sixth chapter, and seventh book, twenty-third chapter, there’s information about where his body was buried and later found and moved to said monastery. You'll also find mention of his noble deeds and downfall in Boccaccio's book "De Casu Principum." Galfredus recounts his life in his British book, and there are many reminders of him scattered throughout England, which will endure forever, as will the memories of his knights. Firstly, at St. Edward’s shrine in Westminster Abbey, there’s the impression of his seal in red wax sealed in beryl, inscribed with "Patricius Arthurus Britannie, Gallie, Germanie, Dacie, Imperator." Furthermore, at Dover Castle, you can see Gawaine’s skull and Cradok’s cloak; in Winchester, there’s the Round Table; in other places, there's Launcelot’s sword and many other artifacts. Taking all this into account, no one can reasonably deny that there was a king named Arthur in this land. In all places, both Christian and pagan, he is recognized as one of the nine worthies and the foremost of the three Christian men. Additionally, he is discussed more widely overseas, with more books documenting his noble deeds in Dutch, Italian, Spanish, Greek, and French than exist in England. Moreover, there are records in Wales, particularly in Camelot, where large stones and remarkable ironworks lie underground, along with royal vaults, which many still living have seen. Therefore, it is remarkable that he is not more celebrated in his own country, except perhaps in accordance with the Word of God, which states that no one is accepted as a prophet in their own country.
Then all these things aforesaid alleged, I could not well deny but that there was such a noble king named Arthur, and reputed one of the nine worthy, and first and chief of the Christian men. And many noble volumes be made of him and of his noble knights in French, which I have seen and read beyond the sea, which be not had in our maternal tongue. But in Welsh be many and also in French, and some in English but nowhere nigh all. Wherefore, such as have late been drawn out briefly into English I have after the simple conning that God hath sent to me, under the favour and correction of all noble lords and gentlemen, enprised to imprint a book of the noble histories of the said King Arthur, and of certain of his knights, after a copy unto me delivered, which copy Sir Thomas Malorye did take out of certain books of French, and reduced it into English. And I, according to my copy, have done set it in imprint, to the intent that noble men may see and learn the noble acts of chivalry, the gentle and virtuous deeds that some knights used in those days, by which they came to honour, and how they that were vicious were punished and oft put to shame and rebuke; humbly beseeching all noble lords and ladies, with all other estates of what estate or degree they been of, that shall see and read in this said book and work, that they take the good and honest acts in their remembrance, and to follow the same. Wherein they shall find many joyous and pleasant histories, and noble and renowned acts of humanity, gentleness, and chivalry. For herein may be seen noble chivalry, courtesy, humanity, friendliness, hardiness, love, friendship, cowardice, murder, hate, virtue, and sin. Do after the good and leave the evil, and it shall bring you to good fame and renown. And for to pass the time this book shall be pleasant to read in, but for to give faith and belief that all is true that is contained herein, ye be at your liberty: but all is written for our doctrine, and for to beware that we fall not to vice nor sin, but to exercise and follow virtue, by which we may come and attain to good fame and renown in this life, and after this short and transitory life to come unto everlasting bliss in heaven; the which He grant us that reigneth in heaven, the blessed Trinity. Amen.
Then, based on all the things mentioned earlier, I can’t deny that there was indeed a noble king named Arthur, known as one of the nine worthy knights and the foremost of Christian men. Many great books about him and his noble knights exist in French, which I have seen and read abroad, but they are not available in our native tongue. However, there are many in Welsh and also some in French, and a few in English, but not nearly all. Therefore, I have decided to create a book of the noble histories of King Arthur and some of his knights, based on a copy delivered to me, which Sir Thomas Malory took from certain French books and translated into English. Following my copy, I have prepared it for publication so that noble people can see and learn about the great acts of chivalry and the gentle and virtuous deeds that some knights practiced in those days, which brought them honor, as well as how the vicious were punished and often faced shame and reproach. I humbly ask all noble lords and ladies, and everyone of any status or class who reads this book, to remember the good and honorable actions and to follow them. In this book, they will find many joyful and delightful stories, as well as notable and renowned acts of humanity, kindness, and chivalry. Here, one can witness noble chivalry, courtesy, humanity, friendship, bravery, love, camaraderie, cowardice, murder, hate, virtue, and sin. Do what is good and avoid what is evil, and it will lead you to good fame and reputation. This book will be enjoyable to read and, while you are free to believe all that is contained within, it is all written for our teaching. It serves as a reminder to avoid vice and sin and to embrace and pursue virtue, through which we may achieve good fame and renown in this life, and after this short and temporary existence, attain everlasting bliss in heaven; a grant from Him who reigns in heaven, the blessed Trinity. Amen.
Then to proceed forth in this said book, which I direct unto all noble princes, lords and ladies, gentlemen or gentlewomen, that desire to read or hear read of the noble and joyous history of the great conqueror and excellent king, King Arthur, sometime king of this noble realm, then called Britain; I, William Caxton, simple person, present this book following, which I have enprised to imprint: and treateth of the noble acts, feats of arms of chivalry, prowess, hardiness, humanity, love, courtesy, and very gentleness, with many wonderful histories and adventures. And for to understand briefly the content of this volume, I have divided it into XXI Books, and every book chaptered, as hereafter shall by God’s grace follow. The First Book shall treat how Uther Pendragon gat the noble conqueror King Arthur, and containeth xxviii chapters. The Second Book treateth of Balin the noble knight, and containeth xix chapters. The Third Book treateth of the marriage of King Arthur to Queen Guenever, with other matters, and containeth xv chapters. The Fourth Book, how Merlin was assotted, and of war made to King Arthur, and containeth xxix chapters. The Fifth Book treateth of the conquest of Lucius the emperor, and containeth xii chapters. The Sixth Book treateth of Sir Launcelot and Sir Lionel, and marvellous adventures, and containeth xviii chapters. The Seventh Book treateth of a noble knight called Sir Gareth, and named by Sir Kay Beaumains, and containeth xxxvi chapters. The Eighth Book treateth of the birth of Sir Tristram the noble knight, and of his acts, and containeth xli chapters. The Ninth Book treateth of a knight named by Sir Kay Le Cote Male Taille, and also of Sir Tristram, and containeth xliv chapters. The Tenth Book treateth of Sir Tristram, and other marvellous adventures, and containeth lxxxviii chapters. The Eleventh Book treateth of Sir Launcelot and Sir Galahad, and containeth xiv chapters. The Twelfth Book treateth of Sir Launcelot and his madness, and containeth xiv chapters. The Thirteenth Book treateth how Galahad came first to king Arthur’s court, and the quest how the Sangreal was begun, and containeth xx chapters. The Fourteenth Book treateth of the quest of the Sangreal, and containeth x chapters. The Fifteenth Book treateth of Sir Launcelot, and containeth vi chapters. The Sixteenth Book treateth of Sir Bors and Sir Lionel his brother, and containeth xvii chapters. The Seventeenth Book treateth of the Sangreal, and containeth xxiii chapters. The Eighteenth Book treateth of Sir Launcelot and the queen, and containeth xxv chapters. The Nineteenth Book treateth of Queen Guenever and Launcelot, and containeth xiii chapters. The Twentieth Book treateth of the piteous death of Arthur, and containeth xxii chapters. The Twenty-first Book treateth of his last departing, and how Sir Launcelot came to revenge his death, and containeth xiii chapters. The sum is twenty-one books, which contain the sum of five hundred and seven chapters, as more plainly shall follow hereafter.
To continue with this book that I present to all noble princes, lords and ladies, gentlemen and gentlewomen who wish to read or hear about the noble and joyful story of the great conqueror and excellent king, King Arthur, once king of this noble realm, now called Britain; I, William Caxton, a simple person, offer this book that I have undertaken to print. It discusses the noble deeds, chivalric feats, bravery, humanity, love, courtesy, and true gentleness, along with many wonderful stories and adventures. To give a brief overview of this volume, I have divided it into 21 Books, and each book has chapters, which will follow in due course by God's grace. The First Book covers how Uther Pendragon fathered the noble conqueror King Arthur and contains 28 chapters. The Second Book discusses Balin the noble knight and has 19 chapters. The Third Book covers the marriage of King Arthur to Queen Guenever, along with other matters, and contains 15 chapters. The Fourth Book addresses how Merlin was enchanted and the war waged against King Arthur, containing 29 chapters. The Fifth Book deals with the conquest of Lucius the emperor and contains 12 chapters. The Sixth Book focuses on Sir Launcelot and Sir Lionel and their remarkable adventures, containing 18 chapters. The Seventh Book features a noble knight named Sir Gareth, also called Sir Kay Beaumains, and has 36 chapters. The Eighth Book tells of the birth of Sir Tristram the noble knight and his deeds, containing 41 chapters. The Ninth Book is about a knight known as Sir Kay Le Cote Male Taille and also covers Sir Tristram, containing 44 chapters. The Tenth Book features Sir Tristram and other amazing adventures, containing 88 chapters. The Eleventh Book discusses Sir Launcelot and Sir Galahad, and contains 14 chapters. The Twelfth Book covers Sir Launcelot and his madness, containing 14 chapters. The Thirteenth Book tells how Galahad first came to King Arthur’s court and how the quest for the Holy Grail began, containing 20 chapters. The Fourteenth Book discusses the quest for the Holy Grail and has 10 chapters. The Fifteenth Book features Sir Launcelot, containing 6 chapters. The Sixteenth Book discusses Sir Bors and his brother Sir Lionel, containing 17 chapters. The Seventeenth Book is about the Holy Grail and has 23 chapters. The Eighteenth Book deals with Sir Launcelot and the queen, containing 25 chapters. The Nineteenth Book covers Queen Guenever and Launcelot, and contains 13 chapters. The Twentieth Book discusses the tragic death of Arthur and contains 22 chapters. The Twenty-first Book deals with his last moments and how Sir Launcelot came to avenge his death, containing 13 chapters. In total, there are twenty-one books, which together comprise five hundred and seven chapters, as will be explained further.
CHAPTER I.
First, How Uther Pendragon sent for the
duke of Cornwall and Igraine his wife, and of their departing suddenly
again.
It befell in the days of Uther Pendragon, when he was king of all England, and so reigned, that there was a mighty duke in Cornwall that held war against him long time. And the duke was called the Duke of Tintagil. And so by means King Uther sent for this duke, charging him to bring his wife with him, for she was called a fair lady, and a passing wise, and her name was called Igraine.
It happened during the reign of Uther Pendragon, when he was the king of all England, that there was a powerful duke in Cornwall who had been at war with him for a long time. This duke was known as the Duke of Tintagil. So, King Uther summoned this duke, instructing him to bring his wife along, as she was known to be a beautiful and very wise lady, and her name was Igraine.
So when the duke and his wife were come unto the king, by the means of great lords they were accorded both. The king liked and loved this lady well, and he made them great cheer out of measure, and desired to have lain by her. But she was a passing good woman, and would not assent unto the king. And then she told the duke her husband, and said, I suppose that we were sent for that I should be dishonoured; wherefore, husband, I counsel you, that we depart from hence suddenly, that we may ride all night unto our own castle. And in like wise as she said so they departed, that neither the king nor none of his council were ware of their departing. All so soon as King Uther knew of their departing so suddenly, he was wonderly wroth. Then he called to him his privy council, and told them of the sudden departing of the duke and his wife.
So when the duke and his wife arrived to see the king, thanks to some influential lords, they were both welcomed. The king was quite fond of this lady and treated them lavishly, expressing a desire to be with her. However, she was an exceptionally good woman and refused the king's advances. She then told her husband, the duke, saying, "I have a feeling we were summoned so I could be dishonored. So, my husband, I suggest we leave here quickly and ride all night to our own castle." Acting on her advice, they left without the king or any of his council noticing. As soon as King Uther learned of their sudden departure, he was extremely angry. He called his private council and informed them about the unexpected exit of the duke and his wife.
Then they advised the king to send for the duke and his wife by a great charge; and if he will not come at your summons, then may ye do your best, then have ye cause to make mighty war upon him. So that was done, and the messengers had their answers; and that was this shortly, that neither he nor his wife would not come at him.
Then they advised the king to send for the duke and his wife with a strong command; and if he doesn’t respond to your summons, then you have reason to go to war against him. So that was done, and the messengers received their answers, which were simply that neither he nor his wife would come to him.
Then was the king wonderly wroth. And then the king sent him plain word again, and bade him be ready and stuff him and garnish him, for within forty days he would fetch him out of the biggest castle that he hath.
Then the king was extremely angry. So the king sent him a clear message and told him to prepare himself and get ready, because within forty days he would bring him out of the largest castle he has.
When the duke had this warning, anon he went and furnished and garnished two strong castles of his, of the which the one hight Tintagil, and the other castle hight Terrabil. So his wife Dame Igraine he put in the castle of Tintagil, and himself he put in the castle of Terrabil, the which had many issues and posterns out. Then in all haste came Uther with a great host, and laid a siege about the castle of Terrabil. And there he pight many pavilions, and there was great war made on both parties, and much people slain. Then for pure anger and for great love of fair Igraine the king Uther fell sick. So came to the king Uther Sir Ulfius, a noble knight, and asked the king why he was sick. I shall tell thee, said the king, I am sick for anger and for love of fair Igraine, that I may not be whole. Well, my lord, said Sir Ulfius, I shall seek Merlin, and he shall do you remedy, that your heart shall be pleased. So Ulfius departed, and by adventure he met Merlin in a beggar’s array, and there Merlin asked Ulfius whom he sought. And he said he had little ado to tell him. Well, said Merlin, I know whom thou seekest, for thou seekest Merlin; therefore seek no farther, for I am he; and if King Uther will well reward me, and be sworn unto me to fulfil my desire, that shall be his honour and profit more than mine; for I shall cause him to have all his desire. All this will I undertake, said Ulfius, that there shall be nothing reasonable but thou shalt have thy desire. Well, said Merlin, he shall have his intent and desire. And therefore, said Merlin, ride on your way, for I will not be long behind.
When the duke received this warning, he quickly went and secured two of his strong castles, one called Tintagil and the other Terrabil. He placed his wife, Lady Igraine, in Tintagil, while he took residence in Terrabil, which had many entrances and exits. Soon after, Uther arrived with a large army and laid siege to Terrabil. He set up many tents and fierce battles occurred on both sides, resulting in many casualties. Out of pure anger and deep love for the beautiful Igraine, King Uther fell ill. Sir Ulfius, a noble knight, came to Uther and asked why he was unwell. "I’ll tell you," said the king. "I’m sick with anger and love for beautiful Igraine, and it’s making me miserable." "Well, my lord," said Sir Ulfius, "I’ll seek out Merlin; he can help you and make your heart feel better." Ulfius left and eventually met Merlin, who was dressed like a beggar. Merlin asked Ulfius who he was looking for. Ulfius replied that it wasn’t a long story. "Well," said Merlin, "I know who you seek—you’re looking for Merlin; so don’t search any further, because I am he. If King Uther rewards me well and swears to fulfill my wishes, it will bring him more honor and benefit than it will for me, because I’ll ensure he gets everything he desires." "I promise you," said Ulfius, "nothing reasonable will be denied to you." "Very well," said Merlin, "he will get what he wants. So go on your way, for I won't be long behind you."
CHAPTER II.
How Uther Pendragon made war on the
duke of Cornwall, and how by the mean of Merlin he lay by the duchess and gat
Arthur.
Then Ulfius was glad, and rode on more than a pace till that he came to King Uther Pendragon, and told him he had met with Merlin. Where is he? said the king. Sir, said Ulfius, he will not dwell long. Therewithal Ulfius was ware where Merlin stood at the porch of the pavilion’s door. And then Merlin was bound to come to the king. When King Uther saw him, he said he was welcome. Sir, said Merlin, I know all your heart every deal; so ye will be sworn unto me as ye be a true king anointed, to fulfil my desire, ye shall have your desire. Then the king was sworn upon the Four Evangelists. Sir, said Merlin, this is my desire: the first night that ye shall lie by Igraine ye shall get a child on her, and when that is born, that it shall be delivered to me for to nourish there as I will have it; for it shall be your worship, and the child’s avail, as mickle as the child is worth. I will well, said the king, as thou wilt have it. Now make you ready, said Merlin, this night ye shall lie with Igraine in the castle of Tintagil; and ye shall be like the duke her husband, Ulfius shall be like Sir Brastias, a knight of the duke’s, and I will be like a knight that hight Sir Jordanus, a knight of the duke’s. But wait ye make not many questions with her nor her men, but say ye are diseased, and so hie you to bed, and rise not on the morn till I come to you, for the castle of Tintagil is but ten miles hence; so this was done as they devised. But the duke of Tintagil espied how the king rode from the siege of Terrabil, and therefore that night he issued out of the castle at a postern for to have distressed the king’s host. And so, through his own issue, the duke himself was slain or ever the king came at the castle of Tintagil.
Then Ulfius was glad and rode quickly until he reached King Uther Pendragon, telling him that he had met Merlin. "Where is he?" asked the king. "Sir," said Ulfius, "he won't stay long." At that moment, Ulfius noticed Merlin standing at the entrance of the
So after the death of the duke, King Uther lay with Igraine more than three hours after his death, and begat on her that night Arthur, and on day came Merlin to the king, and bade him make him ready, and so he kissed the lady Igraine and departed in all haste. But when the lady heard tell of the duke her husband, and by all record he was dead or ever King Uther came to her, then she marvelled who that might be that lay with her in likeness of her lord; so she mourned privily and held her peace. Then all the barons by one assent prayed the king of accord betwixt the lady Igraine and him; the king gave them leave, for fain would he have been accorded with her. So the king put all the trust in Ulfius to entreat between them, so by the entreaty at the last the king and she met together. Now will we do well, said Ulfius, our king is a lusty knight and wifeless, and my lady Igraine is a passing fair lady; it were great joy unto us all, an it might please the king to make her his queen. Unto that they all well accorded and moved it to the king. And anon, like a lusty knight, he assented thereto with good will, and so in all haste they were married in a morning with great mirth and joy.
So after the duke died, King Uther spent more than three hours with Igraine, and that night they had Arthur. The next day, Merlin came to the king and told him to get ready, then he kissed Lady Igraine and left in a hurry. When the lady heard that her husband, the duke, was dead before Uther came to her, she wondered who had lain with her in the form of her lord; so she mourned quietly and said nothing. Then all the barons unanimously asked the king to seek an arrangement between him and Lady Igraine; the king agreed because he would have loved to be united with her. The king trusted Ulfius to negotiate between them, and eventually, they arranged for the king and her to meet. Ulfius then said, “Let’s do this right: our king is a brave knight without a wife, and my lady Igraine is incredibly beautiful; it would bring us all great joy if the king made her his queen.” They all agreed and presented it to the king. Immediately, like a noble knight, he happily agreed, and in no time, they were married one morning with great celebration and joy.
And King Lot of Lothian and of Orkney then wedded Margawse that was Gawaine’s mother, and King Nentres of the land of Garlot wedded Elaine. All this was done at the request of King Uther. And the third sister Morgan le Fay was put to school in a nunnery, and there she learned so much that she was a great clerk of necromancy. And after she was wedded to King Uriens of the land of Gore, that was Sir Ewain’s le Blanchemain’s father.
And King Lot of Lothian and Orkney married Margawse, Gawaine’s mother, and King Nentres of Garlot married Elaine. This all happened at King Uther's request. The third sister, Morgan le Fay, was sent to a nunnery for her education, where she became a skilled practitioner of necromancy. Later, she married King Uriens of Gore, who was Sir Ewain le Blanchemain’s father.
CHAPTER III.
Of the birth of King Arthur and of
his nurture.
Then Queen Igraine waxed daily greater and greater, so it befell after within half a year, as King Uther lay by his queen, he asked her, by the faith she owed to him, whose was the body; then she sore abashed to give answer. Dismay you not, said the king, but tell me the truth, and I shall love you the better, by the faith of my body. Sir, said she, I shall tell you the truth. The same night that my lord was dead, the hour of his death, as his knights record, there came into my castle of Tintagil a man like my lord in speech and in countenance, and two knights with him in likeness of his two knights Brastias and Jordanus, and so I went unto bed with him as I ought to do with my lord, and the same night, as I shall answer unto God, this child was begotten upon me. That is truth, said the king, as ye say; for it was I myself that came in the likeness, and therefore dismay you not, for I am father of the child; and there he told her all the cause, how it was by Merlin’s counsel. Then the queen made great joy when she knew who was the father of her child.
Then Queen Igraine grew more and more beautiful every day. After about six months, as King Uther lay beside his queen, he asked her, by the faith she owed him, whose body it was. She hesitated to answer. "Don’t be afraid," said the king, "just tell me the truth, and I will love you more for it, by the faith of my body." "Sir," she replied, "I will tell you the truth. The same night that my husband died, at the hour of his death, as his knights record, a man who looked like my husband came into my castle of Tintagil, along with two knights who resembled his two knights, Brastias and Jordanus. So, I went to bed with him as I should have with my husband, and that same night, as I will answer to God, this child was conceived." "That's the truth," said the king, "just as you say; for I was the one who came in disguise, and so don’t be afraid, for I am the father of the child." Then he explained to her everything that had happened, how it was by Merlin's advice. The queen was overjoyed when she learned who the father of her child was.
Soon came Merlin unto the king, and said, Sir, ye must purvey you for the nourishing of your child. As thou wilt, said the king, be it. Well, said Merlin, I know a lord of yours in this land, that is a passing true man and a faithful, and he shall have the nourishing of your child, and his name is Sir Ector, and he is a lord of fair livelihood in many parts in England and Wales; and this lord, Sir Ector, let him be sent for, for to come and speak with you, and desire him yourself, as he loveth you, that he will put his own child to nourishing to another woman, and that his wife nourish yours. And when the child is born let it be delivered to me at yonder privy postern unchristened. So like as Merlin devised it was done. And when Sir Ector was come he made fiaunce to the king for to nourish the child like as the king desired; and there the king granted Sir Ector great rewards. Then when the lady was delivered, the king commanded two knights and two ladies to take the child, bound in a cloth of gold, and that ye deliver him to what poor man ye meet at the postern gate of the castle. So the child was delivered unto Merlin, and so he bare it forth unto Sir Ector, and made an holy man to christen him, and named him Arthur; and so Sir Ector’s wife nourished him with her own pap.
Soon, Merlin came to the king and said, "Sir, you need to arrange for the care of your child." "As you wish," said the king, "so be it." "Well," said Merlin, "I know a lord in this land who is a truly good and faithful man, and he will take care of your child. His name is Sir Ector. He is a lord with a good standing in many areas of England and Wales. We should send for Sir Ector to come and speak with you, and you should ask him yourself, as he cares for you, to have his own child nourished by another woman while his wife takes care of yours. And when the child is born, have it delivered to me at that private postern, unbaptized." Just as Merlin planned, it was done. When Sir Ector arrived, he promised the king he would care for the child as the king wished, and the king granted him great rewards. Then, when the lady gave birth, the king ordered two knights and two ladies to take the child, wrapped in a cloth of gold, and deliver him to whatever poor man they met at the castle's postern gate. The child was then delivered to Merlin, who took it to Sir Ector and had a holy man baptize him, naming him Arthur; and so, Sir Ector’s wife nursed him with her own milk.
CHAPTER IV.
Of the death of King Uther
Pendragon.
Then within two years King Uther fell sick of a great malady. And in the meanwhile his enemies usurped upon him, and did a great battle upon his men, and slew many of his people. Sir, said Merlin, ye may not lie so as ye do, for ye must to the field though ye ride on an horse-litter: for ye shall never have the better of your enemies but if your person be there, and then shall ye have the victory. So it was done as Merlin had devised, and they carried the king forth in an horse-litter with a great host towards his enemies. And at St. Albans there met with the king a great host of the North. And that day Sir Ulfius and Sir Brastias did great deeds of arms, and King Uther’s men overcame the Northern battle and slew many people, and put the remnant to flight. And then the king returned unto London, and made great joy of his victory. And then he fell passing sore sick, so that three days and three nights he was speechless: wherefore all the barons made great sorrow, and asked Merlin what counsel were best. There is none other remedy, said Merlin, but God will have his will. But look ye all barons be before King Uther to-morn, and God and I shall make him to speak. So on the morn all the barons with Merlin came to-fore the king; then Merlin said aloud unto King Uther, Sir, shall your son Arthur be king after your days, of this realm with all the appurtenance? Then Uther Pendragon turned him, and said in hearing of them all, I give him God’s blessing and mine, and bid him pray for my soul, and righteously and worshipfully that he claim the crown, upon forfeiture of my blessing; and therewith he yielded up the ghost, and then was he interred as longed to a king. Wherefore the queen, fair Igraine, made great sorrow, and all the barons.
Then, within two years, King Uther got very sick. Meanwhile, his enemies took advantage of his condition and fought a big battle against his men, killing many of his people. "Sir," said Merlin, "you can't lie here like this; you need to go to the battlefield, even if you have to be carried on a litter. You will never defeat your enemies unless you're there in person, and only then can you claim victory." So, they did as Merlin suggested, and they carried the king out on a litter with a large army towards his enemies. At St. Albans, the king met a massive force from the North. That day, Sir Ulfius and Sir Brastias performed great feats in battle, and King Uther's men defeated the Northern army, killing many and forcing the rest to flee. Afterward, the king returned to London and celebrated his victory. However, he became extremely ill again and was speechless for three days and nights, causing great sorrow among the barons, who asked Merlin for advice. "There is no other remedy," said Merlin, "but it is God's will. Make sure all the barons are here with King Uther tomorrow, and God and I will make him speak." So the next morning, all the barons, along with Merlin, came before the king. Merlin then spoke loudly to King Uther, "Sir, will your son Arthur be king of this realm and all its lands after you?" Uther Pendragon turned and said, loud enough for everyone to hear, "I give him God's blessing and mine, and I ask him to pray for my soul. He should claim the crown in a rightful and honorable manner, or risk losing my blessing." With that, he took his last breath, and he was laid to rest as befits a king. For this, the queen, beautiful Igraine, mourned deeply, along with all the barons.
CHAPTER V.
How Arthur was chosen king, and of
wonders and marvels of a sword taken out of a stone by the said Arthur.
Then stood the realm in great jeopardy long while, for every lord that was mighty of men made him strong, and many weened to have been king. Then Merlin went to the Archbishop of Canterbury, and counselled him for to send for all the lords of the realm, and all the gentlemen of arms, that they should to London come by Christmas, upon pain of cursing; and for this cause, that Jesus, that was born on that night, that he would of his great mercy show some miracle, as he was come to be king of mankind, for to show some miracle who should be rightwise king of this realm. So the Archbishop, by the advice of Merlin, sent for all the lords and gentlemen of arms that they should come by Christmas even unto London. And many of them made them clean of their life, that their prayer might be the more acceptable unto God. So in the greatest church of London, whether it were Paul’s or not the French book maketh no mention, all the estates were long or day in the church for to pray. And when matins and the first mass was done, there was seen in the churchyard, against the high altar, a great stone four square, like unto a marble stone; and in midst thereof was like an anvil of steel a foot on high, and therein stuck a fair sword naked by the point, and letters there were written in gold about the sword that said thus:—Whoso pulleth out this sword of this stone and anvil, is rightwise king born of all England. Then the people marvelled, and told it to the Archbishop.
Then the kingdom was in great danger for a long time, because every powerful lord gathered strength, and many believed they could become king. Then Merlin went to the Archbishop of Canterbury and advised him to summon all the lords of the realm and all the knights to come to London by Christmas, under threat of excommunication; this was because Jesus, who was born on that night, would, out of his great mercy, show a miracle, just as he came to be the king of mankind, to reveal who should rightfully be king of this realm. So, the Archbishop, following Merlin's advice, sent for all the lords and knights to come to London by Christmas Eve. Many of them cleaned up their lives so their prayers would be more acceptable to God. In the largest church in London, whether it was St. Paul's or not, the French book makes no mention, all the nobility were gathered throughout the day to pray. After matins and the first mass were over, a great square stone, resembling a marble slab, was seen in the churchyard, in front of the high altar; in the middle of it was a steel anvil about a foot high, and a beautiful sword was thrust into it point-first. Surrounding the sword were letters written in gold that said: “Whoever pulls this sword from this stone and anvil is the rightful king born of all England.” The people were amazed and reported it to the Archbishop.
I command, said the Archbishop, that ye keep you within your church and pray unto God still, that no man touch the sword till the high mass be all done. So when all masses were done all the lords went to behold the stone and the sword. And when they saw the scripture some assayed, such as would have been king. But none might stir the sword nor move it. He is not here, said the Archbishop, that shall achieve the sword, but doubt not God will make him known. But this is my counsel, said the Archbishop, that we let purvey ten knights, men of good fame, and they to keep this sword. So it was ordained, and then there was made a cry, that every man should assay that would, for to win the sword. And upon New Year’s Day the barons let make a jousts and a tournament, that all knights that would joust or tourney there might play, and all this was ordained for to keep the lords together and the commons, for the Archbishop trusted that God would make him known that should win the sword.
"I command you," said the Archbishop, "to stay within your church and pray to God continuously, so that no one touches the sword until the high mass is completely finished." After all the masses were over, the lords went to see the stone and the sword. When they examined the inscription, some tried to pull the sword out, those who believed they could be king. But no one could budge the sword or even move it. "He's not here," said the Archbishop, "who will achieve the sword, but don’t doubt that God will reveal him." "This is my advice," continued the Archbishop, "let's appoint ten knights of good reputation to guard this sword." So it was agreed, and then a declaration was made that anyone who wanted to try to win the sword could do so. On New Year’s Day, the barons organized a joust and a tournament, inviting all knights who wished to compete. This was arranged to keep the lords and the common people together, as the Archbishop believed that God would make known the one who would win the sword.
So upon New Year’s Day, when the service was done, the barons rode unto the field, some to joust and some to tourney, and so it happened that Sir Ector, that had great livelihood about London, rode unto the jousts, and with him rode Sir Kay his son, and young Arthur that was his nourished brother; and Sir Kay was made knight at All Hallowmass afore. So as they rode to the jousts-ward, Sir Kay lost his sword, for he had left it at his father’s lodging, and so he prayed young Arthur for to ride for his sword. I will well, said Arthur, and rode fast after the sword, and when he came home, the lady and all were out to see the jousting. Then was Arthur wroth, and said to himself, I will ride to the churchyard, and take the sword with me that sticketh in the stone, for my brother Sir Kay shall not be without a sword this day. So when he came to the churchyard, Sir Arthur alighted and tied his horse to the stile, and so he went to the tent, and found no knights there, for they were at the jousting. And so he handled the sword by the handles, and lightly and fiercely pulled it out of the stone, and took his horse and rode his way until he came to his brother Sir Kay, and delivered him the sword. And as soon as Sir Kay saw the sword, he wist well it was the sword of the stone, and so he rode to his father Sir Ector, and said: Sir, lo here is the sword of the stone, wherefore I must be king of this land. When Sir Ector beheld the sword, he returned again and came to the church, and there they alighted all three, and went into the church. And anon he made Sir Kay swear upon a book how he came to that sword. Sir, said Sir Kay, by my brother Arthur, for he brought it to me. How gat ye this sword? said Sir Ector to Arthur. Sir, I will tell you. When I came home for my brother’s sword, I found nobody at home to deliver me his sword; and so I thought my brother Sir Kay should not be swordless, and so I came hither eagerly and pulled it out of the stone without any pain. Found ye any knights about this sword? said Sir Ector. Nay, said Arthur. Now, said Sir Ector to Arthur, I understand ye must be king of this land. Wherefore I, said Arthur, and for what cause? Sir, said Ector, for God will have it so; for there should never man have drawn out this sword, but he that shall be rightwise king of this land. Now let me see whether ye can put the sword there as it was, and pull it out again. That is no mastery, said Arthur, and so he put it in the stone; wherewithal Sir Ector assayed to pull out the sword and failed.
So on New Year’s Day, after the service, the barons rode out to the field, some for jousting and some for a tournament. Sir Ector, who had a lot of land around London, went to the jousts with his son Sir Kay and young Arthur, who was raised as his brother. Sir Kay had been made a knight the previous All Hallowmass. As they rode toward the jousts, Sir Kay realized he had lost his sword; he had left it at his father’s lodging. He asked young Arthur to go back and get it for him. "I’ll do that," said Arthur, and quickly rode off to fetch the sword. When he got home, the lady and everyone else had gone out to watch the jousting. Arthur became angry and thought to himself, "I will go to the churchyard and take the sword stuck in the stone, so my brother Sir Kay won’t be without a sword today." When he arrived at the churchyard, Sir Arthur got off his horse and tied it to a stile, then went to the tent and found no knights there since they were all at the jousting. He grasped the sword by the hilt, pulled it easily and forcefully out of the stone, took his horse, and rode back to his brother Sir Kay, giving him the sword. When Sir Kay saw the sword, he knew immediately it was the sword from the stone, and he rode to his father, Sir Ector, and said, "Sir, look here! I've got the sword from the stone, so I must be king of this land." When Sir Ector saw the sword, he went back to the church, and the three of them dismounted and entered. He made Sir Kay swear on a book how he got the sword. "Sir," said Sir Kay, "it was my brother Arthur who brought it to me." "How did you get this sword?" Sir Ector asked Arthur. "Sir, I’ll tell you. When I came back for my brother’s sword, there was no one at home to give it to me; I thought my brother Sir Kay shouldn’t be without a sword, so I came here and pulled it from the stone with no difficulty.” “Did you see any knights around this sword?” Sir Ector asked. "No," replied Arthur. “Well,” said Sir Ector to Arthur, “I believe you must be king of this land.” “Why me?” asked Arthur. “Sir,” said Ector, “because God wants it to be this way; only the rightful king can draw out this sword. Now, let me see if you can put the sword back in the stone and pull it out again.” “That’s easy,” said Arthur, and he placed it back in the stone; then Sir Ector tried to pull the sword out but failed.
CHAPTER VI.
How King Arthur pulled out the sword
divers times.
Now assay, said Sir Ector unto Sir Kay. And anon he pulled at the sword with all his might; but it would not be. Now shall ye assay, said Sir Ector to Arthur. I will well, said Arthur, and pulled it out easily. And therewithal Sir Ector knelt down to the earth, and Sir Kay. Alas, said Arthur, my own dear father and brother, why kneel ye to me? Nay, nay, my lord Arthur, it is not so; I was never your father nor of your blood, but I wot well ye are of an higher blood than I weened ye were. And then Sir Ector told him all, how he was betaken him for to nourish him, and by whose commandment, and by Merlin’s deliverance.
“Now try,” Sir Ector said to Sir Kay. And right away he tugged at the sword with all his strength, but it wouldn’t budge. “Now you try,” Sir Ector said to Arthur. “I will,” Arthur replied, and pulled it out effortlessly. Then Sir Ector knelt down to the ground, and so did Sir Kay. “Alas,” said Arthur, “my own dear father and brother, why are you kneeling to me?” “No, no, my lord Arthur, it’s not like that; I was never your father or your kin, but I know well you are of a higher lineage than I thought you were.” Then Sir Ector explained everything to him, how he was entrusted to raise him, and by whose command, and through Merlin’s guidance.
Then Arthur made great dole when he understood that Sir Ector was not his father. Sir, said Ector unto Arthur, will ye be my good and gracious lord when ye are king? Else were I to blame, said Arthur, for ye are the man in the world that I am most beholden to, and my good lady and mother your wife, that as well as her own hath fostered me and kept. And if ever it be God’s will that I be king as ye say, ye shall desire of me what I may do, and I shall not fail you; God forbid I should fail you Sir, said Sir Ector, I will ask no more of you, but that ye will make my son, your foster brother, Sir Kay, seneschal of all your lands. That shall be done, said Arthur, and more, by the faith of my body, that never man shall have that office but he, while he and I live. Therewithal they went unto the Archbishop, and told him how the sword was achieved, and by whom; and on Twelfth-day all the barons came thither, and to assay to take the sword, who that would assay. But there afore them all, there might none take it out but Arthur; wherefore there were many lords wroth, and said it was great shame unto them all and the realm, to be overgoverned with a boy of no high blood born. And so they fell out at that time that it was put off till Candlemas and then all the barons should meet there again; but always the ten knights were ordained to watch the sword day and night, and so they set a pavilion over the stone and the sword, and five always watched. So at Candlemas many more great lords came thither for to have won the sword, but there might none prevail. And right as Arthur did at Christmas, he did at Candlemas, and pulled out the sword easily, whereof the barons were sore aggrieved and put it off in delay till the high feast of Easter. And as Arthur sped before, so did he at Easter; yet there were some of the great lords had indignation that Arthur should be king, and put it off in a delay till the feast of Pentecost.
Then Arthur was very upset when he found out that Sir Ector wasn’t his father. “Sir,” Ector said to Arthur, “will you be my good and gracious lord when you become king?” “Otherwise, I would be in the wrong,” Arthur replied, “because you are the person in the world I owe the most to, and my good lady and mother, your wife, who has cared for me just as if I were her own. If it’s God’s will for me to be king, as you say, you can ask me for anything I can do, and I won’t let you down. God forbid I should let you down.” “Sir,” said Sir Ector, “I won’t ask anything more of you, just that you make my son, your foster brother, Sir Kay, the steward of all your lands.” “That will be done,” said Arthur, “and more than that, I swear that no one else will hold that position while he and I live.” Then they went to the Archbishop and told him how the sword was obtained, and by whom; and on Twelfth Night, all the barons gathered there to try to pull the sword from the stone. But in front of everyone, no one could pull it out except Arthur, which made many lords angry, and they said it was a huge shame for all of them and the kingdom to be ruled by a boy of no noble birth. So they decided to postpone it until Candlemas, when all the barons would meet again; but the ten knights were ordered to guard the sword day and night, and they set up a pavilion over the stone and the sword, with five watching at all times. When Candlemas came, many more great lords arrived to try to win the sword, but no one could succeed. Just as Arthur had done at Christmas, he easily pulled out the sword at Candlemas, which made the barons very upset, and they postponed it again until the great feast of Easter. Just like before, Arthur succeeded at Easter, but some of the great lords were still angry that Arthur should be king, and they delayed it until the feast of Pentecost.
Then the Archbishop of Canterbury by Merlin’s providence let purvey then of the best knights that they might get, and such knights as Uther Pendragon loved best and most trusted in his days. And such knights were put about Arthur as Sir Baudwin of Britain, Sir Kay, Sir Ulfius, Sir Brastias. All these, with many other, were always about Arthur, day and night, till the feast of Pentecost.
Then the Archbishop of Canterbury, with Merlin’s guidance, arranged to gather the best knights available, especially those whom Uther Pendragon had loved and trusted the most during his life. Knights like Sir Baudwin of Britain, Sir Kay, Sir Ulfius, and Sir Brastias surrounded Arthur. All of them, along with many others, were always with Arthur, day and night, until the feast of Pentecost.
CHAPTER VII.
How King Arthur was crowned, and how
he made officers.
And at the feast of Pentecost all manner of men assayed to pull at the sword that would assay; but none might prevail but Arthur, and pulled it out afore all the lords and commons that were there, wherefore all the commons cried at once, We will have Arthur unto our king, we will put him no more in delay, for we all see that it is God’s will that he shall be our king, and who that holdeth against it, we will slay him. And therewithal they kneeled at once, both rich and poor, and cried Arthur mercy because they had delayed him so long, and Arthur forgave them, and took the sword between both his hands, and offered it upon the altar where the Archbishop was, and so was he made knight of the best man that was there. And so anon was the coronation made. And there was he sworn unto his lords and the commons for to be a true king, to stand with true justice from thenceforth the days of this life. Also then he made all lords that held of the crown to come in, and to do service as they ought to do. And many complaints were made unto Sir Arthur of great wrongs that were done since the death of King Uther, of many lands that were bereaved lords, knights, ladies, and gentlemen. Wherefore King Arthur made the lands to be given again unto them that owned them.
And at the Pentecost feast, all kinds of people tried to pull the sword that could be pulled, but only Arthur succeeded and took it out in front of all the lords and common people present. Because of this, everyone shouted at once, "We want Arthur to be our king; we won't delay any longer, because we all see that it is God's will for him to be our king, and anyone who opposes this, we will kill." Then, right away, both the rich and the poor knelt down and asked Arthur for forgiveness for having delayed him so long. Arthur forgave them and took the sword in both hands, presenting it on the altar where the Archbishop stood, and he was knighted by the best man there. Soon after, the coronation took place. He was sworn in by his lords and the common people to be a true king, promising to uphold true justice for the rest of his life. He also summoned all the lords who held lands from the crown to come and fulfill their duties as they should. Many complaints were brought to Sir Arthur about the great wrongs that had happened since King Uther's death, concerning lands taken from lords, knights, ladies, and gentlemen. Therefore, King Arthur ordered that the lands be returned to their rightful owners.
When this was done, that the king had stablished all the countries about London, then he let make Sir Kay seneschal of England; and Sir Baudwin of Britain was made constable; and Sir Ulfius was made chamberlain; and Sir Brastias was made warden to wait upon the north from Trent forwards, for it was that time the most party the king’s enemies. But within few years after Arthur won all the north, Scotland, and all that were under their obeissance. Also Wales, a part of it, held against Arthur, but he overcame them all, as he did the remnant, through the noble prowess of himself and his knights of the Round Table.
When this was done, after the king had established control over all the areas around London, he appointed Sir Kay as the seneschal of England; Sir Baudwin of Britain was made constable; Sir Ulfius became chamberlain; and Sir Brastias was assigned as warden to look after the north from the Trent River onward, as it was at that time the main stronghold of the king’s enemies. However, just a few years later, Arthur conquered the entire north, including Scotland, and all who were under their authority. Additionally, part of Wales resisted Arthur, but he defeated them all, just as he did the rest, thanks to the noble bravery of himself and his knights of the Round Table.
CHAPTER VIII.
How King Arthur held in Wales, at a
Pentecost, a great feast, and what kings and lords came to his feast.
Then the king removed into Wales, and let cry a great feast that it should be holden at Pentecost after the incoronation of him at the city of Carlion. Unto the feast came King Lot of Lothian and of Orkney, with five hundred knights with him. Also there came to the feast King Uriens of Gore with four hundred knights with him. Also there came to that feast King Nentres of Garlot, with seven hundred knights with him. Also there came to the feast the king of Scotland with six hundred knights with him, and he was but a young man. Also there came to the feast a king that was called the King with the Hundred Knights, but he and his men were passing well beseen at all points. Also there came the king of Carados with five hundred knights. And King Arthur was glad of their coming, for he weened that all the kings and knights had come for great love, and to have done him worship at his feast; wherefore the king made great joy, and sent the kings and knights great presents. But the kings would none receive, but rebuked the messengers shamefully, and said they had no joy to receive no gifts of a beardless boy that was come of low blood, and sent him word they would none of his gifts, but that they were come to give him gifts with hard swords betwixt the neck and the shoulders: and therefore they came thither, so they told to the messengers plainly, for it was great shame to all them to see such a boy to have a rule of so noble a realm as this land was. With this answer the messengers departed and told to King Arthur this answer. Wherefore, by the advice of his barons, he took him to a strong tower with five hundred good men with him. And all the kings aforesaid in a manner laid a siege to-fore him, but King Arthur was well victualed. And within fifteen days there came Merlin among them into the city of Carlion. Then all the kings were passing glad of Merlin, and asked him, For what cause is that boy Arthur made your king? Sirs, said Merlin, I shall tell you the cause, for he is King Uther Pendragon’s son, born in wedlock, gotten on Igraine, the duke’s wife of Tintagil. Then is he a bastard, they said all. Nay, said Merlin, after the death of the duke, more than three hours, was Arthur begotten, and thirteen days after King Uther wedded Igraine; and therefore I prove him he is no bastard. And who saith nay, he shall be king and overcome all his enemies; and, or he die, he shall be long king of all England, and have under his obeissance Wales, Ireland, and Scotland, and more realms than I will now rehearse. Some of the kings had marvel of Merlin’s words, and deemed well that it should be as he said; and some of them laughed him to scorn, as King Lot; and more other called him a witch. But then were they accorded with Merlin, that King Arthur should come out and speak with the kings, and to come safe and to go safe, such surance there was made. So Merlin went unto King Arthur, and told him how he had done, and bade him fear not, but come out boldly and speak with them, and spare them not, but answer them as their king and chieftain; for ye shall overcome them all, whether they will or nill.
Then the king moved to Wales and announced a grand feast to be held at Pentecost after his coronation in the city of Carlion. King Lot of Lothian and Orkney arrived with five hundred knights. King Uriens of Gore came with four hundred knights. King Nentres of Garlot showed up with seven hundred knights. The king of Scotland, a young man, brought six hundred knights with him. Another king, known as the King with the Hundred Knights, attended as well, with his men displaying their impressive appearance. The king of Carados arrived with five hundred knights. King Arthur was pleased with their arrival, thinking that all the kings and knights had come out of great respect for him at his feast; thus, he expressed joy and sent them lovely gifts. However, the kings rejected them harshly, telling the messengers that they had no interest in receiving gifts from an inexperienced boy of low birth. They sent word that they had come to present him with gifts consisting of hard swords aimed at his neck and shoulders, expressing their disdain for having such a young boy rule over such a noble realm. The messengers returned and reported this response to King Arthur. Consequently, with his barons' advice, he took refuge in a strong tower with five hundred good men by his side. All the aforementioned kings essentially laid siege to him, but King Arthur was well-supplied. Within fifteen days, Merlin came to the city of Carlion. The kings were very glad to see Merlin and asked him why the boy Arthur was made their king. Merlin replied, "I will tell you the reason: he is the son of King Uther Pendragon, born in wedlock to Igraine, the duke’s wife of Tintagil." They all said, "Then he is a bastard." Merlin responded, "Nay, Arthur was conceived only three hours after the duke's death, and thirteen days later King Uther married Igraine; therefore, I prove he is not a bastard. Anyone who disagrees will see him become king and defeat all his enemies; before he dies, he will rule all of England and have Wales, Ireland, Scotland, and more realms under his command." Some of the kings were intrigued by Merlin’s words and believed they would come true; others, like King Lot, mocked him and called him a witch. Eventually, they agreed with Merlin that King Arthur should come out and speak with the kings, assuring his safe passage. So Merlin went to King Arthur, explained what had happened, and advised him not to be afraid but to come out boldly and speak to them, urging him to respond as their king and leader, for he would triumph over them all, whether they wanted it or not.
CHAPTER IX.
Of the first war that King Arthur had,
and how he won the field.
Then King Arthur came out of his tower, and had under his gown a jesseraunt of double mail, and there went with him the Archbishop of Canterbury, and Sir Baudwin of Britain, and Sir Kay, and Sir Brastias: these were the men of most worship that were with him. And when they were met there was no meekness, but stout words on both sides; but always King Arthur answered them, and said he would make them to bow an he lived. Wherefore they departed with wrath, and King Arthur bade keep them well, and they bade the king keep him well. So the king returned him to the tower again and armed him and all his knights. What will ye do? said Merlin to the kings; ye were better for to stint, for ye shall not here prevail though ye were ten times so many. Be we well advised to be afeared of a dream-reader? said King Lot. With that Merlin vanished away, and came to King Arthur, and bade him set on them fiercely; and in the meanwhile there were three hundred good men, of the best that were with the kings, that went straight unto King Arthur, and that comforted him greatly. Sir, said Merlin to Arthur, fight not with the sword that ye had by miracle, till that ye see ye go unto the worse, then draw it out and do your best. So forthwithal King Arthur set upon them in their lodging. And Sir Baudwin, Sir Kay, and Sir Brastias slew on the right hand and on the left hand that it was marvel; and always King Arthur on horseback laid on with a sword, and did marvellous deeds of arms, that many of the kings had great joy of his deeds and hardiness.
Then King Arthur came out of his tower, wearing double mail under his gown, and he was accompanied by the Archbishop of Canterbury, Sir Baudwin of Britain, Sir Kay, and Sir Brastias: these were the most esteemed men with him. When they gathered, there was no sign of humility, just bold words from both sides; but King Arthur responded, saying he would make them submit if he lived. So they left in anger, and King Arthur told them to take care, and they told the king to take care as well. The king then returned to the tower, armed himself and all his knights. "What will you do?" said Merlin to the kings; "you'd better back down, for you won't prevail here even if you were ten times as many." "Should we really be afraid of a dream interpreter?" said King Lot. With that, Merlin vanished and appeared before King Arthur, urging him to attack fiercely. Meanwhile, three hundred of the best men from the kings' group went straight to King Arthur, which greatly encouraged him. "Sir," Merlin told Arthur, "don't use the sword you got by miracle until you see that you are losing; then draw it and do your best." So, King Arthur charged at them in their camp. Sir Baudwin, Sir Kay, and Sir Brastias fought on the right and left with great skill, while King Arthur, mounted on his horse, struck fiercely with his sword, performing such brave feats that many of the kings rejoiced at his deeds and courage.
Then King Lot brake out on the back side, and the King with the Hundred Knights, and King Carados, and set on Arthur fiercely behind him. With that Sir Arthur turned with his knights, and smote behind and before, and ever Sir Arthur was in the foremost press till his horse was slain underneath him. And therewith King Lot smote down King Arthur. With that his four knights received him and set him on horseback. Then he drew his sword Excalibur, but it was so bright in his enemies’ eyes, that it gave light like thirty torches. And therewith he put them a-back, and slew much people. And then the commons of Carlion arose with clubs and staves and slew many knights; but all the kings held them together with their knights that were left alive, and so fled and departed. And Merlin came unto Arthur, and counselled him to follow them no further.
Then King Lot attacked from behind, along with the King with the Hundred Knights and King Carados, and charged at Arthur fiercely. Sir Arthur turned with his knights, striking both behind and in front, and he was always at the forefront until his horse was killed beneath him. At that moment, King Lot knocked down King Arthur. His four knights then supported him and helped him back onto his horse. Arthur drew his sword Excalibur, and it shone so brightly in the eyes of his enemies that it lit up like thirty torches. With that, he pushed them back and defeated many foes. The common people of Carlion then rose up with clubs and staffs, taking down many knights; however, all the kings rallied together with the knights who were still alive and fled. Merlin came to Arthur and advised him not to pursue them any further.
CHAPTER X.
How Merlin counselled King Arthur to
send for King Ban and King Bors, and of their counsel taken for the war.
So after the feast and journey, King Arthur drew him unto London, and so by the counsel of Merlin, the king let call his barons to council, for Merlin had told the king that the six kings that made war upon him would in all haste be awroke on him and on his lands. Wherefore the king asked counsel at them all. They could no counsel give, but said they were big enough. Ye say well, said Arthur; I thank you for your good courage, but will ye all that loveth me speak with Merlin? ye know well that he hath done much for me, and he knoweth many things, and when he is afore you, I would that ye prayed him heartily of his best advice. All the barons said they would pray him and desire him. So Merlin was sent for, and fair desired of all the barons to give them best counsel. I shall say you, said Merlin, I warn you all, your enemies are passing strong for you, and they are good men of arms as be alive, and by this time they have gotten to them four kings more, and a mighty duke; and unless that our king have more chivalry with him than he may make within the bounds of his own realm, an he fight with them in battle, he shall be overcome and slain. What were best to do in this cause? said all the barons. I shall tell you, said Merlin, mine advice; there are two brethren beyond the sea, and they be kings both, and marvellous good men of their hands; and that one hight King Ban of Benwick, and that other hight King Bors of Gaul, that is France. And on these two kings warreth a mighty man of men, the King Claudas, and striveth with them for a castle, and great war is betwixt them. But this Claudas is so mighty of goods whereof he getteth good knights, that he putteth these two kings most part to the worse; wherefore this is my counsel, that our king and sovereign lord send unto the kings Ban and Bors by two trusty knights with letters well devised, that an they will come and see King Arthur and his court, and so help him in his wars, that he will be sworn unto them to help them in their wars against King Claudas. Now, what say ye unto this counsel? said Merlin. This is well counselled, said the king and all the barons.
So after the feast and journey, King Arthur went to London, and based on Merlin's advice, the king called his barons together for a council, since Merlin had warned him that the six kings who were waging war against him would soon be attacking him and his lands. The king sought their counsel, but they couldn't provide any advice, only stating that they were capable enough. "You’re right," said Arthur; "I appreciate your courage, but will all of you who care for me talk to Merlin? You all know he has done a lot for me, and he knows many things. When he arrives, I want you to ask him sincerely for his best advice." All the barons agreed they would ask him and seek his guidance. So Merlin was summoned and kindly requested by all the barons to offer them his best counsel. "I must tell you," said Merlin, "I warn you all, your enemies are very strong, and they are skilled warriors. By now, they have also gained four more kings and a powerful duke, and unless our king has more knights with him than he can gather within his own realm, if he fights them in battle, he will be defeated and killed. What should we do about this situation?" asked all the barons. "I will tell you my advice," said Merlin; "There are two brothers across the sea who are both kings and extremely skilled fighters. One is King Ban of Benwick, and the other is King Bors of Gaul, which is France. They are currently at war with a powerful man named King Claudas, who is fighting them over a castle, leading to great conflict between them. But Claudas is so wealthy that he recruits good knights, which gives him the advantage against these two kings. Therefore, my counsel is for our king and sovereign lord to send two trustworthy knights to Kings Ban and Bors with well-crafted letters, inviting them to come and visit King Arthur and his court, and to help him in his wars. In return, he will pledge to assist them in their battle against King Claudas. So, what do you think of this advice?" asked Merlin. "This is sound advice," said the king and all the barons.
Right so in all haste there were ordained to go two knights on the message unto the two kings. So were there made letters in the pleasant wise according unto King Arthur’s desire. Ulfius and Brastias were made the messengers, and so rode forth well horsed and well armed and as the guise was that time, and so passed the sea and rode toward the city of Benwick. And there besides were eight knights that espied them, and at a strait passage they met with Ulfius and Brastias, and would have taken them prisoners; so they prayed them that they might pass, for they were messengers unto King Ban and Bors sent from King Arthur. Therefore, said the eight knights, ye shall die or be prisoners, for we be knights of King Claudas. And therewith two of them dressed their spears, and Ulfius and Brastias dressed their spears, and ran together with great raundon. And Claudas’ knights brake their spears, and theirs to-held and bare the two knights out of their saddles to the earth, and so left them lying, and rode their ways. And the other six knights rode afore to a passage to meet with them again, and so Ulfius and Brastias smote other two down, and so passed on their ways. And at the fourth passage there met two for two, and both were laid unto the earth; so there was none of the eight knights but he was sore hurt or bruised. And when they come to Benwick it fortuned there were both kings, Ban and Bors.
So, quickly, two knights were chosen to deliver a message to the two kings. Letters were crafted in a pleasing manner according to King Arthur’s wishes. Ulfius and Brastias were appointed as the messengers, and they set off, well-mounted and armed, as was customary at the time. They crossed the sea and rode towards the city of Benwick. Along the way, they were spotted by eight knights who attempted to capture them at a narrow passage. The knights asked to pass through, explaining that they were messengers for King Ban and Bors sent by King Arthur. However, the eight knights replied that they would either have to die or be taken prisoner, as they were knights of King Claudas. Then, two of the Claudas knights readied their spears, and Ulfius and Brastias did the same. They charged at each other with great force. The knights of Claudas broke their spears, while Ulfius and Brastias held firm and unseated the two knights, leaving them on the ground as they rode on. The other six knights moved ahead to another passage to confront them again, and Ulfius and Brastias managed to knock two more down, continuing on their way. At the fourth passage, they faced off two against two, with both pairs ending up on the ground; none of the eight knights escaped without being seriously hurt or bruised. When they reached Benwick, both Kings, Ban and Bors, happened to be there.
And when it was told the kings that there were come messengers, there were sent unto them two knights of worship, the one hight Lionses, lord of the country of Payarne, and Sir Phariance a worshipful knight. Anon they asked from whence they came, and they said from King Arthur, king of England; so they took them in their arms and made great joy each of other. But anon, as the two kings wist they were messengers of Arthur’s, there was made no tarrying, but forthwith they spake with the knights, and welcomed them in the faithfullest wise, and said they were most welcome unto them before all the kings living; and therewith they kissed the letters and delivered them. And when Ban and Bors understood the letters, then they were more welcome than they were before. And after the haste of the letters they gave them this answer, that they would fulfil the desire of King Arthur’s writing, and Ulfius and Brastias, tarry there as long as they would, they should have such cheer as might be made them in those marches. Then Ulfius and Brastias told the kings of the adventure at their passages of the eight knights. Ha! ah! said Ban and Bors, they were my good friends. I would I had wist of them; they should not have escaped so. So Ulfius and Brastias had good cheer and great gifts, as much as they might bear away; and had their answer by mouth and by writing, that those two kings would come unto Arthur in all the haste that they might. So the two knights rode on afore, and passed the sea, and came to their lord, and told him how they had sped, whereof King Arthur was passing glad. At what time suppose ye the two kings will be here? Sir, said they, afore All Hallowmass. Then the king let purvey for a great feast, and let cry a great jousts. And by All Hallowmass the two kings were come over the sea with three hundred knights well arrayed both for the peace and for the war. And King Arthur met with them ten mile out of London, and there was great joy as could be thought or made. And on All Hallowmass at the great feast, sat in the hall the three kings, and Sir Kay seneschal served in the hall, and Sir Lucas the butler, that was Duke Corneus’ son, and Sir Griflet, that was the son of Cardol, these three knights had the rule of all the service that served the kings. And anon, as they had washen and risen, all knights that would joust made them ready; by then they were ready on horseback there were seven hundred knights. And Arthur, Ban, and Bors, with the Archbishop of Canterbury, and Sir Ector, Kay’s father, they were in a place covered with cloth of gold like an hall, with ladies and gentlewomen, for to behold who did best, and thereon to give judgment.
When the kings learned that messengers had arrived, they sent two respected knights to meet them: Lionses, lord of Payarne, and Sir Phariance, a noble knight. They immediately asked where the messengers were from, and they replied they came from King Arthur of England. The kings embraced them joyfully. Once the two kings realized they were messengers from Arthur, they wasted no time. They spoke with the knights, welcomed them warmly, and said they were more than welcome above all other kings. They kissed the letters and handed them over. When Ban and Bors read the letters, they felt even more welcomed than before. Given the urgency of the letters, they promised to fulfill King Arthur's wishes, assuring Ulfius and Brastias that they would stay as long as desired and would receive the best hospitality possible in those lands. Then Ulfius and Brastias informed the kings about the incident involving the eight knights. "Ah!" said Ban and Bors, "They were my good friends. If only I had known about them, they wouldn't have gotten away." So, Ulfius and Brastias were treated generously and given many gifts to take with them. They received both verbal and written confirmation that the two kings would come to Arthur as quickly as possible. The two knights set off, crossed the sea, and reported back to their lord, making King Arthur extremely happy. “When do you think the two kings will arrive?” the king asked. “Sir,” they replied, “before All Hallowmass.” Then the king arranged for a grand feast and announced a great tournament. By All Hallowmass, the two kings had crossed the sea with three hundred well-equipped knights, prepared for both peace and war. King Arthur met them ten miles out of London, and the joy was as great as one could imagine. On All Hallowmass, at the grand feast, the three kings sat in the hall, with Sir Kay the seneschal serving, alongside Sir Lucas the butler, the son of Duke Corneus, and Sir Griflet, the son of Cardol. These three knights oversaw all the service for the kings. Once they had washed and taken their places, all the knights who wished to joust got ready. By the time they mounted their horses, there were seven hundred knights prepared. Arthur, Ban, Bors, the Archbishop of Canterbury, and Sir Ector, Kay's father, were in a covered area adorned with cloth of gold, sitting with ladies and gentlewomen to watch and judge who performed the best.
CHAPTER XI.
Of a great tourney made by King Arthur
and the two kings Ban and Bors, and how they went over the sea.
And King Arthur and the two kings let depart the seven hundred knights in two parties. And there were three hundred knights of the realm of Benwick and of Gaul turned on the other side. Then they dressed their shields, and began to couch their spears many good knights. So Griflet was the first that met with a knight, one Ladinas, and they met so eagerly that all men had wonder; and they so fought that their shields fell to pieces, and horse and man fell to the earth; and both the French knight and the English knight lay so long that all men weened they had been dead. When Lucas the butler saw Griflet so lie, he horsed him again anon, and they two did marvellous deeds of arms with many bachelors. Also Sir Kay came out of an ambushment with five knights with him, and they six smote other six down. But Sir Kay did that day marvellous deeds of arms, that there was none did so well as he that day. Then there came Ladinas and Gracian, two knights of France, and did passing well, that all men praised them.
And King Arthur and the two kings let the seven hundred knights depart in two groups. Three hundred knights from the realm of Benwick and Gaul turned to the other side. They readied their shields and began to lower their spears with many skilled knights. Griflet was the first to face a knight, Ladinas, and they clashed with such intensity that everyone was amazed; they fought so fiercely that their shields shattered, and both horse and rider toppled to the ground. The French knight and the English knight lay there for so long that everyone thought they were dead. When Lucas the butler saw Griflet lying there, he quickly helped him back on his horse, and the two of them performed incredible feats of bravery against many squires. Sir Kay also emerged from an ambush with five knights, and the six of them took down another six. That day, Sir Kay accomplished remarkable feats of bravery, with no one matching his excellence. Then Ladinas and Gracian, two knights from France, came forward and performed so well that everyone praised them.
Then came there Sir Placidas, a good knight, and met with Sir Kay, and smote him down horse and man, where fore Sir Griflet was wroth, and met with Sir Placidas so hard, that horse and man fell to the earth. But when the five knights wist that Sir Kay had a fall, they were wroth out of wit, and therewith each of them five bare down a knight. When King Arthur and the two kings saw them begin to wax wroth on both parties, they leapt on small hackneys, and let cry that all men should depart unto their lodging. And so they went home and unarmed them, and so to evensong and supper. And after, the three kings went into a garden, and gave the prize unto Sir Kay, and to Lucas the butler, and unto Sir Griflet. And then they went unto council, and with them Gwenbaus, the brother unto Sir Ban and Bors, a wise clerk, and thither went Ulfius and Brastias, and Merlin. And after they had been in council, they went unto bed. And on the morn they heard mass, and to dinner, and so to their council, and made many arguments what were best to do. At the last they were concluded, that Merlin should go with a token of King Ban, and that was a ring, unto his men and King Bors’; and Gracian and Placidas should go again and keep their castles and their countries, as for [dread of King Claudas] King Ban of Benwick, and King Bors of Gaul had ordained them, and so passed the sea and came to Benwick. And when the people saw King Ban’s ring, and Gracian and Placidas, they were glad, and asked how the kings fared, and made great joy of their welfare and cording, and according unto the sovereign lords desire, the men of war made them ready in all haste possible, so that they were fifteen thousand on horse and foot, and they had great plenty of victual with them, by Merlin’s provision. But Gracian and Placidas were left to furnish and garnish the castles, for dread of King Claudas. Right so Merlin passed the sea, well victualled both by water and by land. And when he came to the sea he sent home the footmen again, and took no more with him but ten thousand men on horseback, the most part men of arms, and so shipped and passed the sea into England, and landed at Dover; and through the wit of Merlin, he had the host northward, the priviest way that could be thought, unto the forest of Bedegraine, and there in a valley he lodged them secretly.
Then Sir Placidas, a noble knight, showed up and encountered Sir Kay, knocking him down along with his horse. This made Sir Griflet very angry, and he charged at Sir Placidas so fiercely that both horse and rider fell to the ground. When the five knights realized Sir Kay had fallen, they became furious and each one took down a knight. When King Arthur and the two other kings saw the rising anger on both sides, they quickly got on their small horses and called for everyone to head back to their lodgings. They went home, removed their armor, and attended evening prayers and supper. Later, the three kings entered a garden and awarded the prize to Sir Kay, Lucas the butler, and Sir Griflet. Afterward, they gathered for a council along with Gwenbaus, the brother of Sir Ban and Bors, a wise scholar, and they also called on Ulfius, Brastias, and Merlin. After their meeting, they went to bed. The next morning, they attended mass, had lunch, and returned to their council, debating what the best course of action should be. In the end, they decided that Merlin should take a token from King Ban, which was a ring, to his men and King Bors’. Gracian and Placidas would go back to guard their castles and lands, as King Ban of Benwick and King Bors of Gaul had instructed them, and then they crossed the sea to Benwick. When the people saw King Ban’s ring along with Gracian and Placidas, they rejoiced and inquired about the kings' well-being, celebrating their safety and success. Following the wishes of their sovereign lords, the warriors quickly prepared themselves, so that they had fifteen thousand soldiers on horse and foot, well-supplied with provisions thanks to Merlin’s arrangements. However, Gracian and Placidas stayed behind to equip and fortify the castles, fearing King Claudas. In the same way, Merlin crossed the sea, well provisioned both by land and sea. When he reached the coast, he sent the foot soldiers home and took only ten thousand mounted men, mostly armed soldiers, boarded ships, and sailed to England, landing at Dover. Thanks to Merlin’s cleverness, he led the army north along the most secret route possible to the forest of Bedegraine, where he secretly set up camp in a valley.
Then rode Merlin unto Arthur and the two kings, and told them how he had sped; whereof they had great marvel, that man on earth might speed so soon, and go and come. So Merlin told them ten thousand were in the forest of Bedegraine, well armed at all points. Then was there no more to say, but to horseback went all the host as Arthur had afore purveyed. So with twenty thousand he passed by night and day, but there was made such an ordinance afore by Merlin, that there should no man of war ride nor go in no country on this side Trent water, but if he had a token from King Arthur, where through the king’s enemies durst not ride as they did to-fore to espy.
Then Merlin rode up to Arthur and the two kings and told them about his journey; they were amazed that a man could move so quickly, coming and going. Merlin informed them that there were ten thousand people in the forest of Bedegraine, all fully armed. There was nothing more to discuss, so the whole army mounted up, just as Arthur had planned. Under the cover of night and day, he passed by with twenty thousand, but Merlin had previously arranged that no soldier could travel in this area on the side of the Trent river without a sign from King Arthur, which made it so the king's enemies couldn’t scout as they used to.
CHAPTER XII.
How eleven kings gathered a great
host against King Arthur.
And so within a little space the three kings came unto the castle of Bedegraine, and found there a passing fair fellowship, and well beseen, whereof they had great joy, and victual they wanted none. This was the cause of the northern host: that they were reared for the despite and rebuke the six kings had at Carlion. And those six kings by their means, gat unto them five other kings; and thus they began to gather their people.
And so, shortly after, the three kings arrived at the castle of Bedegraine and found a very fine group there, which brought them great joy, and they had plenty of food. This was the reason for the northern army: they were gathered to take revenge for the humiliation the six kings experienced at Carlion. And those six kings, with their help, gathered five more kings, and thus they began to assemble their followers.
And now they sware that for weal nor woe, they should not leave other, till they had destroyed Arthur. And then they made an oath. The first that began the oath was the Duke of Cambenet, that he would bring with him five thousand men of arms, the which were ready on horseback. Then sware King Brandegoris of Stranggore that he would bring five thousand men of arms on horseback. Then sware King Clariance of Northumberland he would bring three thousand men of arms. Then sware the King of the Hundred Knights, that was a passing good man and a young, that he would bring four thousand men of arms on horseback. Then there swore King Lot, a passing good knight, and Sir Gawain’s father, that he would bring five thousand men of arms on horseback. Also there swore King Urience, that was Sir Uwain’s father, of the land of Gore, and he would bring six thousand men of arms on horseback. Also there swore King Idres of Cornwall, that he would bring five thousand men of arms on horseback. Also there swore King Cradelmas to bring five thousand men on horseback. Also there swore King Agwisance of Ireland to bring five thousand men of arms on horseback. Also there swore King Nentres to bring five thousand men of arms on horseback. Also there swore King Carados to bring five thousand men of arms on horseback. So their whole host was of clean men of arms on horseback fifty thousand, and a-foot ten thousand of good men’s bodies. Then were they soon ready, and mounted upon horse and sent forth their fore-riders, for these eleven kings in their ways laid a siege unto the castle of Bedegraine; and so they departed and drew toward Arthur, and left few to abide at the siege, for the castle of Bedegraine was holden of King Arthur, and the men that were therein were Arthur’s.
And now they swore that for better or worse, they wouldn’t leave each other until they had destroyed Arthur. Then they made an oath. The first to start the oath was the Duke of Cambenet, who pledged to bring with him five thousand mounted soldiers. Then King Brandegoris of Stranggore swore that he would also bring five thousand mounted soldiers. Next, King Clariance of Northumberland swore he would bring three thousand mounted soldiers. Then the King of the Hundred Knights, who was a really good and young man, swore he would bring four thousand mounted soldiers. King Lot, a really good knight and Sir Gawain’s father, swore that he would bring five thousand mounted soldiers. King Urience, who was Sir Uwain’s father from the land of Gore, swore he would bring six thousand mounted soldiers. King Idres of Cornwall also swore to bring five thousand mounted soldiers. King Cradelmas swore to bring five thousand mounted soldiers as well. King Agwisance of Ireland swore to bring five thousand mounted soldiers too. King Nentres swore to bring five thousand mounted soldiers. Finally, King Carados swore to bring five thousand mounted soldiers. So their total army consisted of fifty thousand mounted soldiers and ten thousand foot soldiers. They quickly got ready, mounted their horses, and sent out their scouts because these eleven kings set out to lay siege to the castle of Bedegraine. They departed and moved toward Arthur, leaving few behind to maintain the siege, since the castle of Bedegraine was held by King Arthur and the men inside were his.
CHAPTER XIII.
Of a dream of the King with the
Hundred Knights.
So by Merlin’s advice there were sent fore-riders to skim the country, and they met with the fore-riders of the north, and made them to tell which way the host came, and then they told it to Arthur, and by King Ban and Bors’ council they let burn and destroy all the country afore them, there they should ride.
So on Merlin's advice, they sent out scouts to survey the land, and they encountered the scouts from the north, who informed them about the direction the army was coming from. They then relayed this information to Arthur, and by the counsel of King Ban and Bors, they decided to burn and destroy everything in the area ahead of their march.
The King with the Hundred Knights met a wonder dream two nights afore the battle, that there blew a great wind, and blew down their castles and their towns, and after that came a water and bare it all away. All that heard of the sweven said it was a token of great battle. Then by counsel of Merlin, when they wist which way the eleven kings would ride and lodge that night, at midnight they set upon them, as they were in their pavilions. But the scout-watch by their host cried, Lords! at arms! for here be your enemies at your hand!
The King with the Hundred Knights had a strange dream two nights before the battle, where a powerful wind blew down their castles and towns, and then a flood came and swept everything away. Everyone who heard about the dream said it was a sign of an impending battle. Then, with Merlin's advice, when they knew which direction the eleven kings would ride and camp that night, they launched an attack on them at midnight while they were in their tents. However, the lookout from their camp shouted, "Lords! Arm yourselves! Your enemies are upon you!"
CHAPTER XIV.
How the eleven kings with their host
fought against Arthur and his host, and many great feats of the war.
Then King Arthur and King Ban and King Bors, with their good and trusty knights, set on them so fiercely that they made them overthrow their pavilions on their heads, but the eleven kings, by manly prowess of arms, took a fair champaign, but there was slain that morrowtide ten thousand good men’s bodies. And so they had afore them a strong passage, yet were they fifty thousand of hardy men. Then it drew toward day. Now shall ye do by mine advice, said Merlin unto the three kings: I would that King Ban and King Bors, with their fellowship of ten thousand men, were put in a wood here beside, in an ambushment, and keep them privy, and that they be laid or the light of the day come, and that they stir not till ye and your knights have fought with them long. And when it is daylight, dress your battle even afore them and the passage, that they may see all your host, for then will they be the more hardy, when they see you but about twenty thousand men, and cause them to be the gladder to suffer you and your host to come over the passage. All the three kings and the whole barons said that Merlin said passingly well, and it was done anon as Merlin had devised. So on the morn, when either host saw other, the host of the north was well comforted. Then to Ulfius and Brastias were delivered three thousand men of arms, and they set on them fiercely in the passage, and slew on the right hand and on the left hand that it was wonder to tell.
Then King Arthur, King Ban, and King Bors, along with their loyal knights, attacked so fiercely that they knocked down their pavilions. However, the eleven kings, through their brave fighting skills, managed to seize a nice open area, but the next morning, ten thousand brave men lost their lives. They faced a tough crossing despite having fifty thousand strong men with them. As dawn approached, Merlin advised the three kings: "I suggest that King Ban and King Bors, along with their company of ten thousand men, hide out in a nearby forest as an ambush, keeping it secret, and wait until daylight before moving. They shouldn't stir until you and your knights have fought with them for a while. When it's daylight, prepare your battle right in front of them and at the crossing, so they can see all your forces. They'll feel more courageous when they see you only have about twenty thousand men, which might make them more willing to let you and your army cross." All three kings and their lords agreed that Merlin's advice was excellent, and they quickly followed through with his plan. So the next morning, when both groups saw each other, the northern army felt uplifted. Then, Ulfius and Brastias were given three thousand armored men, and they launched a fierce attack at the crossing, killing on the right and left so much that it was astonishing to recount.
When that the eleven kings saw that there was so few a fellowship did such deeds of arms, they were ashamed and set on them again fiercely; and there was Sir Ulfius’s horse slain under him, but he did marvellously well on foot. But the Duke Eustace of Cambenet and King Clariance of Northumberland, were alway grievous on Ulfius. Then Brastias saw his fellow fared so withal he smote the duke with a spear, that horse and man fell down. That saw King Clariance and returned unto Brastias, and either smote other so that horse and man went to the earth, and so they lay long astonied, and their horses’ knees brast to the hard bone. Then came Sir Kay the seneschal with six fellows with him, and did passing well. With that came the eleven kings, and there was Griflet put to the earth, horse and man, and Lucas the butler, horse and man, by King Brandegoris, and King Idres, and King Agwisance. Then waxed the medley passing hard on both parties. When Sir Kay saw Griflet on foot, he rode on King Nentres and smote him down, and led his horse unto Sir Griflet, and horsed him again. Also Sir Kay with the same spear smote down King Lot, and hurt him passing sore. That saw the King with the Hundred Knights, and ran unto Sir Kay and smote him down, and took his horse, and gave him King Lot, whereof he said gramercy. When Sir Griflet saw Sir Kay and Lucas the butler on foot, he took a sharp spear, great and square, and rode to Pinel, a good man of arms, and smote horse and man down, and then he took his horse, and gave him unto Sir Kay. Then King Lot saw King Nentres on foot, he ran unto Melot de la Roche, and smote him down, horse and man, and gave King Nentres the horse, and horsed him again. Also the King of the Hundred Knights saw King Idres on foot; then he ran unto Gwiniart de Bloi, and smote him down, horse and man, and gave King Idres the horse, and horsed him again; and King Lot smote down Clariance de la Forest Savage, and gave the horse unto Duke Eustace. And so when they had horsed the kings again they drew them, all eleven kings, together, and said they would be revenged of the damage that they had taken that day. The meanwhile came in Sir Ector with an eager countenance, and found Ulfius and Brastias on foot, in great peril of death, that were foul defoiled under horse-feet.
When the eleven kings saw that such a small group was performing so well in battle, they felt embarrassed and attacked again fiercely. Sir Ulfius lost his horse but fought brilliantly on foot. Duke Eustace of Cambenet and King Clariance of Northumberland were particularly tough on Ulfius. Seeing his comrade in trouble, Brastias charged at the duke with a spear, bringing both horse and rider down. King Clariance witnessed this and returned to Brastias, and they both clashed, causing horse and man to fall to the ground, where they lay for a while, stunned, their horses’ knees breaking against the hard ground. Then Sir Kay the seneschal arrived with six others and fought valiantly. At that moment, the eleven kings rejoined the battle, and Griflet was knocked down, both horse and rider, along with Lucas the butler, by King Brandegoris, King Idres, and King Agwisance. The fight escalated fiercely on both sides. When Sir Kay saw Griflet on foot, he charged at King Nentres, knocking him down, and helped Griflet back onto his horse. With the same spear, he also brought down King Lot and seriously injured him. The King with the Hundred Knights saw this and charged at Sir Kay, knocking him down and taking his horse, giving it to King Lot, who thanked him. When Sir Griflet noticed that Sir Kay and Lucas the butler were both on foot, he picked up a large, sharp spear and rode at Pinel, a skilled warrior, knocking both him and his horse down before taking his horse to give to Sir Kay. King Lot then saw King Nentres on foot, charged at Melot de la Roche, and took him down, giving King Nentres a new horse to ride. The King of the Hundred Knights noticed King Idres was on foot as well; he charged at Gwiniart de Bloi, bringing him down and giving King Idres a horse. King Lot also took down Clariance de la Forest Savage and gave that horse to Duke Eustace. Once they had all resettled the kings on their horses, the eleven kings came together, vowing to take revenge for the damage they had suffered that day. Meanwhile, Sir Ector arrived with a fierce look and found Ulfius and Brastias on foot, in grave danger, nearly trampled underfoot.
Then Arthur as a lion, ran unto King Cradelment of North Wales, and smote him through the left side, that the horse and the king fell down; and then he took the horse by the rein, and led him unto Ulfius, and said, Have this horse, mine old friend, for great need hast thou of horse. Gramercy, said Ulfius. Then Sir Arthur did so marvellously in arms, that all men had wonder. When the King with the Hundred Knights saw King Cradelment on foot, he ran unto Sir Ector, that was well horsed, Sir Kay’s father, and smote horse and man down, and gave the horse unto the king, and horsed him again. And when King Arthur saw the king ride on Sir Ector’s horse, he was wroth and with his sword he smote the king on the helm, that a quarter of the helm and shield fell down, and so the sword carved down unto the horse’s neck, and so the king and the horse fell down to the ground. Then Sir Kay came unto Sir Morganore, seneschal with the King of the Hundred Knights, and smote him down, horse and man, and led the horse unto his father, Sir Ector; then Sir Ector ran unto a knight, hight Lardans, and smote horse and man down, and led the horse unto Sir Brastias, that great need had of an horse, and was greatly defoiled. When Brastias beheld Lucas the butler, that lay like a dead man under the horses’ feet, and ever Sir Griflet did marvellously for to rescue him, and there were always fourteen knights on Sir Lucas; then Brastias smote one of them on the helm, that it went to the teeth, and he rode to another and smote him, that the arm flew into the field. Then he went to the third and smote him on the shoulder, that shoulder and arm flew in the field. And when Griflet saw rescues, he smote a knight on the temples, that head and helm went to the earth, and Griflet took the horse of that knight, and led him unto Sir Lucas, and bade him mount upon the horse and revenge his hurts. For Brastias had slain a knight to-fore and horsed Griflet.
Then Arthur, like a lion, charged at King Cradelment of North Wales and struck him on the left side, causing both the horse and the king to fall down. Arthur then took the horse by the reins and led it to Ulfius, saying, "Take this horse, my old friend, for you have a great need for one." "Thank you," said Ulfius. Then Sir Arthur fought so bravely that everyone was amazed. When the King with the Hundred Knights saw King Cradelment unmounted, he rushed to Sir Ector, who was well-mounted, and knocked both horse and rider down, giving the horse back to the king. He then mounted him again. When King Arthur saw the king riding on Sir Ector’s horse, he became angry and struck the king on the helmet with his sword, causing a quarter of the helmet and shield to fall off, and the sword cut down to the horse’s neck, bringing both the king and the horse down to the ground. Then Sir Kay approached Sir Morganore, the seneschal with the King of the Hundred Knights, and knocked him down, horse and man, and led the horse to his father, Sir Ector. Sir Ector then ran at a knight named Lardans, knocked him down, and took the horse to Sir Brastias, who was in great need of one and was heavily soiled. When Brastias saw Lucas the butler lying like a dead man under the horses' feet, and while Sir Griflet was doing his best to rescue him with fourteen knights always on top of Lucas, Brastias struck one of them on the helmet, sending it flying, then charged at another and knocked him down, making his arm fly off into the field. He went to a third knight and struck him on the shoulder, causing his shoulder and arm to be sent flying too. When Griflet saw the rescues happening, he struck a knight on the temples, making his head and helmet come off and fall to the ground. Griflet then took the horse of that knight and led it to Sir Lucas, telling him to mount up and take revenge for his injuries. For Brastias had already killed a knight and provided a horse for Griflet.
CHAPTER XV.
Yet of the same battle.
Then Lucas saw King Agwisance, that late had slain Moris de la Roche, and Lucas ran to him with a short spear that was great, that he gave him such a fall, that the horse fell down to the earth. Also Lucas found there on foot, Bloias de La Flandres, and Sir Gwinas, two hardy knights, and in that woodness that Lucas was in, he slew two bachelors and horsed them again. Then waxed the battle passing hard on both parties, but Arthur was glad that his knights were horsed again, and then they fought together, that the noise and sound rang by the water and the wood. Wherefore King Ban and King Bors made them ready, and dressed their shields and harness, and they were so courageous that many knights shook and bevered for eagerness. All this while Lucas, and Gwinas, and Briant, and Bellias of Flanders, held strong medley against six kings, that was King Lot, King Nentres, King Brandegoris, King Idres, King Uriens, and King Agwisance. So with the help of Sir Kay and of Sir Griflet they held these six kings hard, that unnethe they had any power to defend them. But when Sir Arthur saw the battle would not be ended by no manner, he fared wood as a lion, and steered his horse here and there, on the right hand, and on the left hand, that he stinted not till he had slain twenty knights. Also he wounded King Lot sore on the shoulder, and made him to leave that ground, for Sir Kay and Griflet did with King Arthur there great deeds of arms. Then Ulfius, and Brastias, and Sir Ector encountered against the Duke Eustace, and King Cradelment, and King Clariance of Northumberland, and King Carados, and against the King with the Hundred Knights. So these knights encountered with these kings, that they made them to avoid the ground. Then King Lot made great dole for his damages and his fellows, and said unto the ten kings, But if ye will do as I devise we shall be slain and destroyed; let me have the King with the Hundred Knights, and King Agwisance, and King Idres, and the Duke of Cambenet, and we five kings will have fifteen thousand men of arms with us, and we will go apart while ye six kings hold medley with twelve thousand; an we see that ye have foughten with them long, then will we come on fiercely, and else shall we never match them, said King Lot, but by this mean. So they departed as they here devised, and six kings made their party strong against Arthur, and made great war long.
Then Lucas saw King Agwisance, who had recently killed Moris de la Roche, and Lucas charged at him with a large spear, knocking him down so hard that his horse fell to the ground. Lucas also spotted Bloias of Flanders and Sir Gwinas on foot, two brave knights, and in that frenzy he was in, he took down two squires and got them back on their horses. The battle grew intense for both sides, but Arthur was pleased to see his knights mounted again, and they fought together with sounds echoing through the water and the woods. Meanwhile, King Ban and King Bors got ready, equipped their shields and armor, and were so brave that many knights trembled with excitement. Throughout this time, Lucas, Gwinas, Briant, and Bellias of Flanders fiercely engaged against six kings: King Lot, King Nentres, King Brandegoris, King Idres, King Uriens, and King Agwisance. With the help of Sir Kay and Sir Griflet, they held their ground against these six kings so well that the kings struggled to defend themselves. But when Sir Arthur saw that the battle wasn’t ending, he became fierce as a lion, maneuvering his horse back and forth, left and right, and didn’t stop until he had slain twenty knights. He also wounded King Lot badly on the shoulder, forcing him to retreat, as Sir Kay and Griflet fought alongside King Arthur, achieving great feats of arms. Then Ulfius, Brastias, and Sir Ector faced off against Duke Eustace, King Cradelment, King Clariance of Northumberland, King Carados, and the King with the Hundred Knights. These knights clashed with the kings, forcing them to give up ground. King Lot lamented his losses and those of his allies, telling the ten kings, “Unless you do as I suggest, we’ll be defeated. Let me have the King with the Hundred Knights, King Agwisance, King Idres, and the Duke of Cambenet. These five kings will bring fifteen thousand armed men with us, and we’ll separate while you six kings engage with twelve thousand. If we see that you’ve fought for a long time, we’ll come in fiercely; otherwise, we’ll never stand a chance,” said King Lot, proposing this strategy. They agreed and the six kings fortified their forces against Arthur, waging a long and fierce battle.
In the meanwhile brake the ambushment of King Ban and King Bors, and Lionses and Phariance had the vanguard, and they two knights met with King Idres and his fellowship, and there began a great medley of breaking of spears, and smiting of swords, with slaying of men and horses, and King Idres was near at discomforture.
In the meantime, break the ambush set by King Ban and King Bors, and Lionses and Phariance were in the lead. The two knights confronted King Idres and his followers, which led to a fierce clash of breaking spears and striking swords, resulting in the killing of men and horses. King Idres was close to being defeated.
That saw Agwisance the king, and put Lionses and Phariance in point of death; for the Duke of Cambenet came on withal with a great fellowship. So these two knights were in great danger of their lives that they were fain to return, but always they rescued themselves and their fellowship marvellously. When King Bors saw those knights put aback, it grieved him sore; then he came on so fast that his fellowship seemed as black as Inde. When King Lot had espied King Bors, he knew him well, then he said, O Jesu, defend us from death and horrible maims! for I see well we be in great peril of death; for I see yonder a king, one of the most worshipfullest men and one of the best knights of the world, is inclined unto his fellowship. What is he? said the King with the Hundred Knights. It is, said King Lot, King Bors of Gaul; I marvel how they came into this country without witting of us all. It was by Merlin’s advice, said the knight. As for him, said King Carados, I will encounter with King Bors, an ye will rescue me when myster is. Go on, said they all, we will do all that we may. Then King Carados and his host rode on a soft pace, till that they came as nigh King Bors as bow-draught; then either battle let their horse run as fast as they might. And Bleoberis, that was godson unto King Bors, he bare his chief standard, that was a passing good knight. Now shall we see, said King Bors, how these northern Britons can bear the arms: and King Bors encountered with a knight, and smote him throughout with a spear that he fell dead unto the earth; and after drew his sword and did marvellous deeds of arms, that all parties had great wonder thereof; and his knights failed not, but did their part, and King Carados was smitten to the earth. With that came the King with the Hundred Knights and rescued King Carados mightily by force of arms, for he was a passing good knight of a king, and but a young man.
That saw Agwisance the king and put Lionses and Phariance on the brink of death; for the Duke of Cambenet came charging in with a large group. These two knights were in serious danger and had to fall back, but they managed to save themselves and their group in remarkable ways. When King Bors saw those knights being pushed back, it upset him greatly; then he rushed forward so quickly that his group looked as dark as India. When King Lot spotted King Bors, he recognized him right away, and then he said, "Oh Jesus, protect us from death and terrible injuries! I can tell we are in great danger; there's a king over there, one of the most honorable men and one of the best knights in the world, heading towards his group." "Who is he?" asked the King with the Hundred Knights. "It's King Bors of Gaul," said King Lot. "I wonder how they got into this country without any of us knowing." "It was Merlin’s idea," replied the knight. "As for him," said King Carados, "I will confront King Bors if you all agree to help me when needed." "Go ahead," they all said, "we will do everything we can." Then King Carados and his army moved at a slow pace until they got as close to King Bors as a bowshot; then both sides charged their horses as fast as they could. And Bleoberis, who was King Bors's godson, carried his main standard and was an excellent knight. "Now we will see," said King Bors, "how these northern Britons can handle arms." King Bors charged at a knight and struck him down with a spear, killing him instantly; then he drew his sword and performed incredible feats of arms, leaving everyone in awe; and his knights did not falter, but fought bravely, causing King Carados to be knocked to the ground. Just then, the King with the Hundred Knights came and rescued King Carados forcefully, for he was a very skilled young knight and a king.
CHAPTER XVI.
Yet more of the same battle.
By then came into the field King Ban as fierce as a lion, with bands of green and thereupon gold. Ha! a! said King Lot, we must be discomfited, for yonder I see the most valiant knight of the world, and the man of the most renown, for such two brethren as is King Ban and King Bors are not living, wherefore we must needs void or die; and but if we avoid manly and wisely there is but death. When King Ban came into the battle, he came in so fiercely that the strokes redounded again from the wood and the water; wherefore King Lot wept for pity and dole that he saw so many good knights take their end. But through the great force of King Ban they made both the northern battles that were departed hurtled together for great dread; and the three kings and their knights slew on ever, that it was pity on to behold that multitude of the people that fled. But King Lot, and King of the Hundred Knights, and King Morganore gathered the people together passing knightly, and did great prowess of arms, and held the battle all that day, like hard.
By then, King Ban charged into the battlefield, fierce as a lion, dressed in green with gold accents. "Oh no!" cried King Lot, "We’re done for, because over there is the bravest knight in the world and the most famous man alive. There are no two brothers like King Ban and King Bors, so we have no choice but to either retreat or die. If we retreat, we must do so courageously and wisely, or we will face only death." When King Ban entered the battle, he fought with such ferocity that the blows echoed off the trees and the water. King Lot wept in sorrow as he witnessed so many noble knights meet their end. But due to King Ban's immense strength, the separated northern forces came crashing together in fear. The three kings and their knights continued to fight, and it was heartbreaking to see the mass of people fleeing. Yet King Lot, the King of the Hundred Knights, and King Morganore rallied their forces together like true knights, displaying great skill in battle and holding their ground throughout the day with determination.
When the King of the Hundred Knights beheld the great damage that King Ban did, he thrust unto him with his horse, and smote him on high upon the helm, a great stroke, and astonied him sore. Then King Ban was wroth with him, and followed on him fiercely; the other saw that, and cast up his shield, and spurred his horse forward, but the stroke of King Ban fell down and carved a cantel off the shield, and the sword slid down by the hauberk behind his back, and cut through the trapping of steel and the horse even in two pieces, that the sword felt the earth. Then the King of the Hundred Knights voided the horse lightly, and with his sword he broached the horse of King Ban through and through. With that King Ban voided lightly from the dead horse, and then King Ban smote at the other so eagerly, and smote him on the helm that he fell to the earth. Also in that ire he felled King Morganore, and there was great slaughter of good knights and much people. By then came into the press King Arthur, and found King Ban standing among dead men and dead horses, fighting on foot as a wood lion, that there came none nigh him, as far as he might reach with his sword, but he caught a grievous buffet; whereof King Arthur had great pity. And Arthur was so bloody, that by his shield there might no man know him, for all was blood and brains on his sword. And as Arthur looked by him he saw a knight that was passingly well horsed, and therewith Sir Arthur ran to him, and smote him on the helm, that his sword went unto his teeth, and the knight sank down to the earth dead, and anon Arthur took the horse by the rein, and led him unto King Ban, and said, Fair brother, have this horse, for he have great myster thereof, and me repenteth sore of your great damage. It shall be soon revenged, said King Ban, for I trust in God mine ure is not such but some of them may sore repent this. I will well, said Arthur, for I see your deeds full actual; nevertheless, I might not come at you at that time.
When the King of the Hundred Knights saw the damage that King Ban had received, he charged at him on his horse and dealt him a powerful blow to the helm, stunning him greatly. This angered King Ban, and he fiercely pursued his opponent. The other king noticed this, raised his shield, and urged his horse forward; however, King Ban's strike struck down and sliced a piece off the shield, and his sword slid down past the hauberk behind the other king's back, cutting through the steel harness and splitting the horse in two so that the sword hit the ground. The King of the Hundred Knights quickly dismounted and used his sword to pierce King Ban's horse. King Ban nimbly got off the dead horse and then attacked his foe with such fury that he struck him on the helm, causing him to fall to the ground. In his rage, he also knocked down King Morganore, resulting in the slaughter of many brave knights and a lot of people. At that moment, King Arthur arrived and found King Ban amid the dead men and horses, fighting on foot like a wild lion, making sure no one came close to him within his reach. This caused King Arthur great sympathy. Arthur was so covered in blood that no one could recognize him by his shield, as it was splattered with blood and brains from his sword. While Arthur was fighting, he saw a knight who had an excellent horse, so he charged at him and struck his helm so hard that his sword went down to the knight's teeth, and the knight fell dead to the ground. Immediately, Arthur took the horse by the reins and led it to King Ban, saying, "Fair brother, take this horse, for it is very valuable, and I deeply regret your great loss." "It will be avenged soon," said King Ban, "for I trust in God that my skills are such that some of them will surely regret this." "I am sure you will," replied Arthur, "for I see your actions are very impressive; however, I could not reach you at that moment."
But when King Ban was mounted on horseback, then there began new battle, the which was sore and hard, and passing great slaughter. And so through great force King Arthur, King Ban, and King Bors made their knights a little to withdraw them. But alway the eleven kings with their chivalry never turned back; and so withdrew them to a little wood, and so over a little river, and there they rested them, for on the night they might have no rest on the field. And then the eleven kings and knights put them on a heap all together, as men adread and out of all comfort. But there was no man might pass them, they held them so hard together both behind and before, that King Arthur had marvel of their deeds of arms, and was passing wroth. Ah, Sir Arthur, said King Ban and King Bors, blame them not, for they do as good men ought to do. For by my faith, said King Ban, they are the best fighting men, and knights of most prowess, that ever I saw or heard speak of, and those eleven kings are men of great worship; and if they were longing unto you there were no king under the heaven had such eleven knights, and of such worship. I may not love them, said Arthur, they would destroy me. That wot we well, said King Ban and King Bors, for they are your mortal enemies, and that hath been proved aforehand; and this day they have done their part, and that is great pity of their wilfulness.
But when King Ban got on his horse, a new battle started, which was fierce and tough, resulting in a lot of slaughter. So, through sheer force, King Arthur, King Ban, and King Bors managed to get their knights to pull back a little. But the eleven kings and their knights never backed down; they withdrew to a nearby forest and then crossed a small river, where they rested since they couldn’t find peace on the battlefield that night. The eleven kings and knights huddled together, looking scared and completely defeated. But no one could get past them; they were packed tightly together, both in front and behind, which left King Arthur astonished by their bravery and quite angry. "Oh, Sir Arthur," said King Ban and King Bors, "don’t blame them; they’re acting as brave men should. By my faith," said King Ban, "they are the best fighters and the most skilled knights I’ve ever seen or heard of. These eleven kings are men of great honor; if they were loyal to you, no king on earth would have such a formidable group of knights, held in such high regard." "I can’t trust them," said Arthur, "they would ruin me." "We know that well," replied King Ban and King Bors, "for they are your mortal enemies, as has been proven before; today they have done their part, and it’s a real shame about their stubbornness."
Then all the eleven kings drew them together, and then said King Lot, Lords, ye must other ways than ye do, or else the great loss is behind; ye may see what people we have lost, and what good men we lose, because we wait always on these foot-men, and ever in saving of one of the foot-men we lose ten horsemen for him; therefore this is mine advice, let us put our foot-men from us, for it is near night, for the noble Arthur will not tarry on the footmen, for they may save themselves, the wood is near hand. And when we horsemen be together, look every each of you kings let make such ordinance that none break upon pain of death. And who that seeth any man dress him to flee, lightly that he be slain, for it is better that we slay a coward, than through a coward all we to be slain. How say ye? said King Lot, answer me all ye kings. It is well said, quoth King Nentres; so said the King of the Hundred Knights; the same said the King Carados, and King Uriens; so did King Idres and King Brandegoris; and so did King Cradelment, and the Duke of Cambenet; the same said King Clariance and King Agwisance, and sware they would never fail other, neither for life nor for death. And whoso that fled, but did as they did, should be slain. Then they amended their harness, and righted their shields, and took new spears and set them on their thighs, and stood still as it had been a plump of wood.
Then all eleven kings gathered together, and King Lot said, "Lords, you need to change your strategy or we’ll face a huge loss. Just look at how many men we’ve lost and how many good ones we’re going to lose because we keep relying on these foot soldiers. For every foot soldier we try to save, we lose ten mounted knights. Therefore, my advice is to send the foot soldiers away, as night is coming, and the noble Arthur won't wait for them; they can save themselves, as the woods are nearby. When we horsemen come together, each of you kings needs to agree that none should break ranks, under penalty of death. Anyone who looks like they're about to flee should be quickly dealt with, as it’s better to kill a coward than to be killed because of one. What do you say?" King Lot asked all the kings. "That's a good point," replied King Nentres; the King of the Hundred Knights agreed; King Carados and King Uriens said the same; so did King Idres and King Brandegoris; and King Cradelment and the Duke of Cambenet echoed the sentiment. King Clariance and King Agwisance also pledged to support each other, in life and death. Anyone who fled and didn’t follow their lead should be killed. Then they adjusted their armor, positioned their shields, took new spears, and held them at the ready, standing still like a clump of wood.
CHAPTER XVII.
Yet more of the same battle, and how
it was ended by Merlin.
When Sir Arthur and King Ban and Bors beheld them and all their knights, they praised them much for their noble cheer of chivalry, for the hardiest fighters that ever they heard or saw. With that, there dressed them a forty noble knights, and said unto the three kings, they would break their battle; these were their names: Lionses, Phariance, Ulfius, Brastias, Ector, Kay, Lucas the butler, Griflet le Fise de Dieu, Mariet de la Roche, Guinas de Bloi, Briant de la Forest Savage, Bellaus, Morians of the Castle [of] Maidens, Flannedrius of the Castle of Ladies, Annecians that was King Bors’ godson, a noble knight, Ladinas de la Rouse, Emerause, Caulas, Graciens le Castlein, one Blois de la Case, and Sir Colgrevaunce de Gorre; all these knights rode on afore with spears on their thighs, and spurred their horses mightily as the horses might run. And the eleven kings with part of their knights rushed with their horses as fast as they might with their spears, and there they did on both parties marvellous deeds of arms. So came into the thick of the press, Arthur, Ban, and Bors, and slew down right on both hands, that their horses went in blood up to the fetlocks. But ever the eleven kings and their host was ever in the visage of Arthur. Wherefore Ban and Bors had great marvel, considering the great slaughter that there was, but at the last they were driven aback over a little river. With that came Merlin on a great black horse, and said unto Arthur, Thou hast never done! Hast thou not done enough? of three score thousand this day hast thou left alive but fifteen thousand, and it is time to say Ho! For God is wroth with thee, that thou wilt never have done; for yonder eleven kings at this time will not be overthrown, but an thou tarry on them any longer, thy fortune will turn and they shall increase. And therefore withdraw you unto your lodging, and rest you as soon as ye may, and reward your good knights with gold and with silver, for they have well deserved it; there may no riches be too dear for them, for of so few men as ye have, there were never men did more of prowess than they have done today, for ye have matched this day with the best fighters of the world. That is truth, said King Ban and Bors. Also said Merlin, withdraw you where ye list, for this three year I dare undertake they shall not dere you; and by then ye shall hear new tidings. And then Merlin said unto Arthur, These eleven kings have more on hand than they are ware of, for the Saracens are landed in their countries, more than forty thousand, that burn and slay, and have laid siege at the castle Wandesborow, and make great destruction; therefore dread you not this three year. Also, sir, all the goods that be gotten at this battle, let it be searched, and when ye have it in your hands, let it be given freely unto these two kings, Ban and Bors, that they may reward their knights withal; and that shall cause strangers to be of better will to do you service at need. Also you be able to reward your own knights of your own goods whensomever it liketh you. It is well said, quoth Arthur, and as thou hast devised, so shall it be done. When it was delivered to Ban and Bors, they gave the goods as freely to their knights as freely as it was given to them. Then Merlin took his leave of Arthur and of the two kings, for to go and see his master Bleise, that dwelt in Northumberland; and so he departed and came to his master, that was passing glad of his coming; and there he told how Arthur and the two kings had sped at the great battle, and how it was ended, and told the names of every king and knight of worship that was there. And so Bleise wrote the battle word by word, as Merlin told him, how it began, and by whom, and in likewise how it was ended, and who had the worse. All the battles that were done in Arthur’s days Merlin did his master Bleise do write; also he did do write all the battles that every worthy knight did of Arthur’s court.
When Sir Arthur and Kings Ban and Bors saw them along with all their knights, they praised them for their noble spirit of chivalry, considering them the bravest fighters they had ever heard of or seen. Then, forty noble knights prepared themselves and told the three kings they would join the battle. Their names were: Lionses, Phariance, Ulfius, Brastias, Ector, Kay, Lucas the Butler, Griflet le Fise de Dieu, Mariet de la Roche, Guinas de Bloi, Briant de la Forest Savage, Bellaus, Morians of the Castle of Maidens, Flannedrius of the Castle of Ladies, Annecians who was King Bors’ godson, a noble knight, Ladinas de la Rouse, Emerause, Caulas, Graciens le Castlein, Blois de la Case, and Sir Colgrevaunce de Gorre; all these knights charged ahead with their spears at the ready, urging their horses to run at full speed. The eleven kings, along with some of their knights, galloped as fast as they could while thrusting their spears, and both sides displayed incredible feats of arms. Amid the chaos, Arthur, Ban, and Bors fought fiercely, striking down men on both sides, causing their horses to splash through blood up to their fetlocks. But the eleven kings and their forces were always focused on Arthur. Ban and Bors were amazed by the immense slaughter, but eventually, they were pushed back over a small river. Just then, Merlin, riding a large black horse, approached Arthur and said, "You haven’t stopped yet! Haven’t you done enough? Out of sixty thousand today, you’ve left only fifteen thousand alive, and it's time to call it quits! God is angry with you for wanting to carry on; the eleven kings won’t be defeated right now, and if you linger, your luck will turn, and they will grow stronger. So, retreat to your quarters and rest as soon as you can, and reward your good knights with gold and silver, for they deserve it; no riches are too valuable for them. Of the few men you have, none have shown as much prowess today as they have, for you faced the best fighters in the world." "That's true," said Kings Ban and Bors. Merlin continued, "Withdraw as you wish, for I can assure you they won’t harm you for three years, and by then, you’ll hear new news." Then Merlin told Arthur, "These eleven kings have more to deal with than they realize, for the Saracens have landed in their lands, over forty thousand, burning and killing, and they have besieged Castle Wandesborow, causing great destruction; so don’t fear for these three years. Also, sir, any goods gained from this battle, let them be searched, and when you have them, give them freely to these two kings, Ban and Bors, so they can reward their knights; this will encourage others to better serve you when needed. Besides, you'll be able to reward your own knights from your own resources whenever you choose." "Well said," Arthur replied, "and as you’ve suggested, so shall it be done." When the goods were handed to Ban and Bors, they distributed them to their knights just as freely as they were given to them. After that, Merlin took his leave from Arthur and the two kings to go see his master Bleise, who lived in Northumberland; he departed and arrived at his master’s place, who was very glad to see him. There, he recounted how Arthur and the two kings had fared in the great battle, how it had ended, and mentioned the names of every king and knight of renown who had been present. Bleise then wrote down the details of the battle word for word, as Merlin had described it, including how it started, who initiated it, and how it concluded with those who suffered the losses. Merlin had Bleise record all the battles fought during Arthur’s reign, as well as all the deeds of every worthy knight from Arthur’s court.
After this Merlin departed from his master and came to King Arthur, that was in the castle of Bedegraine, that was one of the castles that stand in the forest of Sherwood. And Merlin was so disguised that King Arthur knew him not, for he was all befurred in black sheep-skins, and a great pair of boots, and a bow and arrows, in a russet gown, and brought wild geese in his hand, and it was on the morn after Candlemas day; but King Arthur knew him not. Sir, said Merlin unto the king, will ye give me a gift? Wherefore, said King Arthur, should I give thee a gift, churl? Sir, said Merlin, ye were better to give me a gift that is not in your hand than to lose great riches, for here in the same place where the great battle was, is great treasure hid in the earth. Who told thee so, churl? said Arthur. Merlin told me so, said he. Then Ulfius and Brastias knew him well enough, and smiled. Sir, said these two knights, it is Merlin that so speaketh unto you. Then King Arthur was greatly abashed, and had marvel of Merlin, and so had King Ban and King Bors, and so they had great disport at him. So in the meanwhile there came a damosel that was an earl’s daughter: his name was Sanam, and her name was Lionors, a passing fair damosel; and so she came thither for to do homage, as other lords did after the great battle. And King Arthur set his love greatly upon her, and so did she upon him, and the king had ado with her, and gat on her a child: his name was Borre, that was after a good knight, and of the Table Round. Then there came word that the King Rience of North Wales made great war on King Leodegrance of Cameliard, for the which thing Arthur was wroth, for he loved him well, and hated King Rience, for he was alway against him. So by ordinance of the three kings that were sent home unto Benwick, all they would depart for dread of King Claudas; and Phariance, and Antemes, and Gratian, and Lionses [of] Payarne, with the leaders of those that should keep the kings’ lands.
After that, Merlin left his master and went to King Arthur, who was at the castle of Bedegraine, one of the castles in the Sherwood Forest. Merlin was so disguised that King Arthur didn’t recognize him; he was fully dressed in black sheep-skins, wearing a large pair of boots, carrying a bow and arrows, in a russet gown, and had wild geese in his hand. It was the morning after Candlemas, but King Arthur still didn’t know him. “Sir,” said Merlin to the king, “will you give me a gift?” “Why,” said King Arthur, “should I give you a gift, you fool?” “Sir,” replied Merlin, “it’s better to give me a gift that you don’t have than to lose great riches, for in the same place where the great battle was, there is great treasure hidden in the earth.” “Who told you that, fool?” asked Arthur. “Merlin told me,” he answered. Then Ulfius and Brastias recognized him well enough and smiled. “Sir,” said these two knights, “it’s Merlin speaking to you.” King Arthur was greatly taken aback and marvelled at Merlin, as did King Ban and King Bors, and they all found it quite amusing. Meanwhile, a lady who was the daughter of an earl came; his name was Sanam, and her name was Lionors, a remarkably beautiful lady. She came there to pay homage, like other lords did after the great battle. King Arthur fell deeply in love with her, and she with him, and the king became involved with her, resulting in a child named Borre, who later became a good knight and a member of the Round Table. Then news arrived that King Rience of North Wales was waging a great war against King Leodegrance of Cameliard, which made Arthur angry, for he cared for Leodegrance and hated King Rience, who was always against him. So, by the arrangement of the three kings sent home to Benwick, they all decided to leave due to the fear of King Claudas; and Phariance, Antemes, Gratian, and Lionses of Payarne, along with the leaders of those meant to safeguard the kings’ lands.
CHAPTER XVIII.
How King Arthur, King Ban, and King
Bors rescued King Leodegrance, and other incidents.
And then King Arthur, and King Ban, and King Bors departed with their fellowship, a twenty thousand, and came within six days into the country of Cameliard, and there rescued King Leodegrance, and slew there much people of King Rience, unto the number of ten thousand men, and put him to flight. And then had these three kings great cheer of King Leodegrance, that thanked them of their great goodness, that they would revenge him of his enemies; and there had Arthur the first sight of Guenever, the king’s daughter of Cameliard, and ever after he loved her. After they were wedded, as it telleth in the book. So, briefly to make an end, they took their leave to go into their own countries, for King Claudas did great destruction on their lands. Then said Arthur, I will go with you. Nay, said the kings, ye shall not at this time, for ye have much to do yet in these lands, therefore we will depart, and with the great goods that we have gotten in these lands by your gifts, we shall wage good knights and withstand the King Claudas’ malice, for by the grace of God, an we have need we will send to you for your succour; and if ye have need, send for us, and we will not tarry, by the faith of our bodies. It shall not, said Merlin, need that these two kings come again in the way of war, but I know well King Arthur may not be long from you, for within a year or two ye shall have great need, and then shall he revenge you on your enemies, as ye have done on his. For these eleven kings shall die all in a day, by the great might and prowess of arms of two valiant knights (as it telleth after); their names be Balin le Savage, and Balan, his brother, that be marvellous good knights as be any living.
Then King Arthur, King Ban, and King Bors set out with their group of twenty thousand and arrived in the land of Cameliard within six days. There, they rescued King Leodegrance and killed a lot of King Rience's men, about ten thousand of them, forcing him to retreat. The three kings were warmly welcomed by King Leodegrance, who thanked them for their kindness in avenging him against his enemies. It was there that Arthur first laid eyes on Guenever, the king's daughter of Cameliard, and from that moment on, he loved her. After they were married, as the book describes. To keep it short, they said their goodbyes to return to their own kingdoms because King Claudas was causing great destruction in their lands. Arthur said, "I will go with you." But the kings replied, "No, not this time, because you still have a lot to do in these lands. So we'll part ways, and with the riches we've gained here thanks to your generosity, we will hire good knights to defend against King Claudas' evil. If we need your help, we will definitely send for you; and if you ever need us, just call and we won’t delay, we promise." Merlin then said, "There’s no need for these two kings to come back for war, but I know well that King Arthur won’t stay away from you long. Within a year or two, you will find yourselves in great need, and he will avenge you against your enemies, just as you have done for him. These eleven kings will all die in one day due to the strength and skill of two brave knights (as it says later); their names are Balin le Savage and Balan, his brother, who are as remarkable knights as anyone alive."
Now turn we to the eleven kings that returned unto a city that hight Sorhaute, the which city was within King Uriens’, and there they refreshed them as well as they might, and made leeches search their wounds, and sorrowed greatly for the death of their people. With that there came a messenger and told how there was come into their lands people that were lawless as well as Saracens, a forty thousand, and have burnt and slain all the people that they may come by, without mercy, and have laid siege on the castle of Wandesborow. Alas, said the eleven kings, here is sorrow upon sorrow, and if we had not warred against Arthur as we have done, he would soon revenge us. As for King Leodegrance, he loveth Arthur better than us, and as for King Rience, he hath enough to do with Leodegrance, for he hath laid siege unto him. So they consented together to keep all the marches of Cornwall, of Wales, and of the North. So first, they put King Idres in the City of Nauntes in Britain, with four thousand men of arms, to watch both the water and the land. Also they put in the city of Windesan, King Nentres of Garlot, with four thousand knights to watch both on water and on land. Also they had of other men of war more than eight thousand, for to fortify all the fortresses in the marches of Cornwall. Also they put more knights in all the marches of Wales and Scotland, with many good men of arms, and so they kept them together the space of three year, and ever allied them with mighty kings and dukes and lords. And to them fell King Rience of North Wales, the which and Nero that was a mighty man of men. And all this while they furnished them and garnished them of good men of arms, and victual, and of all manner of habiliment that pretendeth to the war, to avenge them for the battle of Bedegraine, as it telleth in the book of adventures following.
Now let's turn to the eleven kings who returned to a city called Sorhaute, which was within King Uriens' territory. They rested as best they could, had healers tend to their wounds, and mourned greatly for the loss of their people. Just then, a messenger arrived and reported that a lawless group, as well as Saracens, numbering forty thousand, had entered their lands. They burned and killed anyone they encountered without mercy and had laid siege to the castle of Wandesborow. "Alas," said the eleven kings, "this is sorrow upon sorrow. If we hadn’t fought against Arthur as we did, he would quickly avenge us." As for King Leodegrance, he loved Arthur more than he loved them, and King Rience was too busy dealing with Leodegrance, as he had laid siege to him. So they all agreed to defend the borders of Cornwall, Wales, and the North. First, they stationed King Idres in the City of Nauntes in Britain, with four thousand armed men to guard both the sea and the land. They also set King Nentres of Garlot in the city of Windesan, with another four thousand knights to patrol the waters and land. They had over eight thousand additional soldiers to fortify all the strongholds in the borders of Cornwall. They also stationed more knights across all the borders of Wales and Scotland, along with many capable armed men, and maintained this defense for three years, continually allying themselves with powerful kings, dukes, and lords. Among them was King Rience from North Wales, a formidable warrior, alongside Nero, who was also a great fighter. Throughout this time, they supplied themselves and equipped their forces with skilled soldiers, provisions, and all kinds of weaponry needed for war, seeking vengeance for the battle of Bedegraine, as detailed in the following adventure book.
CHAPTER XIX.
How King Arthur rode to Carlion, and
of his dream, and how he saw the questing beast.
Then after the departing of King Ban and of King Bors, King Arthur rode into Carlion. And thither came to him, King Lot’s wife, of Orkney, in manner of a message, but she was sent thither to espy the court of King Arthur; and she came richly beseen, with her four sons, Gawaine, Gaheris, Agravine, and Gareth, with many other knights and ladies. For she was a passing fair lady, therefore the king cast great love unto her, and desired to lie by her; so they were agreed, and he begat upon her Mordred, and she was his sister, on his mother’s side, Igraine. So there she rested her a month, and at the last departed. Then the king dreamed a marvellous dream whereof he was sore adread. But all this time King Arthur knew not that King Lot’s wife was his sister. Thus was the dream of Arthur: Him thought there was come into this land griffins and serpents, and him thought they burnt and slew all the people in the land, and then him thought he fought with them, and they did him passing great harm, and wounded him full sore, but at the last he slew them. When the king awaked, he was passing heavy of his dream, and so to put it out of thoughts, he made him ready with many knights to ride a-hunting. As soon as he was in the forest the king saw a great hart afore him. This hart will I chase, said King Arthur, and so he spurred the horse, and rode after long, and so by fine force oft he was like to have smitten the hart; whereas the king had chased the hart so long, that his horse lost his breath, and fell down dead. Then a yeoman fetched the king another horse.
Then, after King Ban and King Bors had left, King Arthur rode into Carlion. There he was met by King Lot’s wife from Orkney, pretending to deliver a message, but she was really sent to spy on King Arthur's court. She arrived dressed lavishly, accompanied by her four sons: Gawaine, Gaheris, Agravine, and Gareth, along with many other knights and ladies. Since she was extremely beautiful, the king developed a deep affection for her and wanted to be with her. They agreed to this arrangement, and he fathered Mordred with her, who was also his half-sister through his mother, Igraine. She stayed with him for a month before departing. Later, the king had a frightening dream that deeply troubled him. All this time, King Arthur had no idea that King Lot’s wife was actually his sister. In his dream, Arthur thought that griffins and serpents had invaded the land, burning and killing everyone. He also dreamed that he fought with them, suffering serious injuries but ultimately defeating them. When he woke up, he felt very distressed about the dream, so to distract himself, he decided to prepare a hunting trip with many knights. As soon as he entered the forest, he spotted a great stag in front of him. "I will chase this stag," King Arthur declared, and he spurred his horse into pursuit. After a long chase, he almost managed to catch the stag, but eventually, his horse became exhausted and collapsed dead. Then a yeoman brought him another horse.
So the king saw the hart enbushed, and his horse dead, he set him down by a fountain, and there he fell in great thoughts. And as he sat so, him thought he heard a noise of hounds, to the sum of thirty. And with that the king saw coming toward him the strangest beast that ever he saw or heard of; so the beast went to the well and drank, and the noise was in the beast’s belly like unto the questing of thirty couple hounds; but all the while the beast drank there was no noise in the beast’s belly: and there with the beast departed with a great noise, whereof the king had great marvel. And so he was in a great thought, and therewith he fell asleep. Right so there came a knight afoot unto Arthur and said, Knight full of thought and sleepy, tell me if thou sawest a strange beast pass this way. Such one saw I, said King Arthur, that is past two mile; what would ye with the beast? said Arthur. Sir, I have followed that beast long time, and killed mine horse, so would God I had another to follow my quest. Right so came one with the king’s horse, and when the knight saw the horse, he prayed the king to give him the horse: for I have followed this quest this twelvemonth, and either I shall achieve him, or bleed of the best blood of my body. Pellinore, that time king, followed the Questing Beast, and after his death Sir Palamides followed it.
So the king saw the hart hidden away, and his horse was dead. He sat down by a fountain, lost in deep thought. As he sat there, he thought he heard the sound of hounds, about thirty of them. Then the king saw the strangest creature he had ever encountered coming toward him. The beast went to the well and drank, and inside its belly, it sounded like the baying of thirty hounds. But while the beast was drinking, there was no sound coming from its belly. Then the beast left with a loud noise, leaving the king in great wonder. He fell into a deep thought and eventually fell asleep. Just then, a knight approached Arthur on foot and said, “Knight full of thought and sleepy, tell me if you saw a strange beast pass this way.” “I did see one,” replied King Arthur, “it passed a little over two miles ago; what do you want with the beast?” The knight said, “Sir, I have been following that beast for a long time and my horse has died. I would give anything to have another horse to continue my quest.” Just then, someone brought the king a horse, and when the knight saw it, he asked the king to give him the horse. “I have been pursuing this quest for a year now, and I will either catch it or I will bleed from the best blood of my body.” Pellinore, who was king at that time, pursued the Questing Beast, and after his death, Sir Palamides took up the chase.
CHAPTER XX.
How King Pellinore took Arthur’s
horse and followed the Questing Beast, and how Merlin met with Arthur.
Sir knight, said the king, leave that quest, and suffer me to have it, and I will follow it another twelvemonth. Ah, fool, said the knight unto Arthur, it is in vain thy desire, for it shall never be achieved but by me, or my next kin. Therewith he started unto the king’s horse and mounted into the saddle, and said, Gramercy, this horse is my own. Well, said the king, thou mayst take my horse by force, but an I might prove thee whether thou were better on horseback or I.—Well, said the knight, seek me here when thou wilt, and here nigh this well thou shalt find me, and so passed on his way. Then the king sat in a study, and bade his men fetch his horse as fast as ever they might. Right so came by him Merlin like a child of fourteen year of age, and saluted the king, and asked him why he was so pensive. I may well be pensive, said the king, for I have seen the marvellest sight that ever I saw. That know I well, said Merlin, as well as thyself, and of all thy thoughts, but thou art but a fool to take thought, for it will not amend thee. Also I know what thou art, and who was thy father, and of whom thou wert begotten; King Uther Pendragon was thy father, and begat thee on Igraine. That is false, said King Arthur, how shouldest thou know it, for thou art not so old of years to know my father? Yes, said Merlin, I know it better than ye or any man living. I will not believe thee, said Arthur, and was wroth with the child. So departed Merlin, and came again in the likeness of an old man of fourscore year of age, whereof the king was right glad, for he seemed to be right wise.
"Sir knight," the king said, "give up that quest and let me have it, and I'll pursue it for another year." "Ah, fool," the knight replied to Arthur, "your desire is pointless, for it can only be achieved by me or my closest kin." With that, he went to the king's horse, climbed into the saddle, and said, "Thank you, this horse is mine." "Well," the king replied, "you can take my horse by force, but I’d like to see if I'm better on horseback than you." "Fine," the knight said, "seek me whenever you want, and you’ll find me near this well," and he rode away. The king sat in thought and ordered his men to fetch his horse as quickly as possible. Just then, Merlin approached him, appearing as a child of fourteen, greeted the king, and asked why he looked so troubled. "I have every reason to be troubled," said the king, "for I've seen the most extraordinary sight ever." "I know that well, as well as you do, and I understand all your thoughts, but you're foolish to dwell on them because it won’t help you. I also know who you are, who your father is, and from whom you were born; King Uther Pendragon is your father, and he fathered you with Igraine." "That's false," said King Arthur, "how would you know that? You're not old enough to know my father." "Yes," Merlin replied, "I know it better than you or anyone alive." "I won't believe you," Arthur said, growing angry at the boy. So Merlin left and returned in the form of an old man of eighty. The king was pleased, as he seemed very wise.
Then said the old man, Why are ye so sad? I may well be heavy, said Arthur, for many things. Also here was a child, and told me many things that meseemeth he should not know, for he was not of age to know my father. Yes, said the old man, the child told you truth, and more would he have told you an ye would have suffered him. But ye have done a thing late that God is displeased with you, for ye have lain by your sister, and on her ye have gotten a child that shall destroy you and all the knights of your realm. What are ye, said Arthur, that tell me these tidings? I am Merlin, and I was he in the child’s likeness. Ah, said King Arthur, ye are a marvellous man, but I marvel much of thy words that I must die in battle. Marvel not, said Merlin, for it is God’s will your body to be punished for your foul deeds; but I may well be sorry, said Merlin, for I shall die a shameful death, to be put in the earth quick, and ye shall die a worshipful death. And as they talked this, came one with the king’s horse, and so the king mounted on his horse, and Merlin on another, and so rode unto Carlion. And anon the king asked Ector and Ulfius how he was begotten, and they told him Uther Pendragon was his father and Queen Igraine his mother. Then he said to Merlin, I will that my mother be sent for that I may speak with her; and if she say so herself then will I believe it. In all haste, the queen was sent for, and she came and brought with her Morgan le Fay, her daughter, that was as fair a lady as any might be, and the king welcomed Igraine in the best manner.
Then the old man asked, “Why are you so sad?” Arthur replied, “I have many reasons to be heavy-hearted. There was also a child here who told me things that I don’t think he should know, since he’s not old enough to know about my father.” “Yes,” said the old man, “the child spoke the truth, and he would have told you more if you had let him. But you’ve done something recently that has upset God, for you’ve been with your sister, and she has borne a child who will bring ruin to you and all the knights in your kingdom.” “Who are you to tell me this?” Arthur asked. “I am Merlin, and I appeared as the child,” he answered. “Ah,” said King Arthur, “you are an amazing man, but I’m troubled by your words that I must die in battle.” “Don’t be amazed,” said Merlin, “for it is God’s will that your body be punished for your foul deeds; but I can’t help but feel sorry for myself, for I will die a shameful death, being buried alive, while you will die a noble death.” As they spoke, someone brought the king’s horse, so Arthur got on his horse, and Merlin mounted another, and they rode to Carlion. Soon the king asked Ector and Ulfius how he was conceived, and they told him Uther Pendragon was his father and Queen Igraine his mother. Then he said to Merlin, “I want my mother sent for so I can speak with her; if she confirms it, then I will believe it.” The queen was summoned immediately, and she arrived with Morgan le Fay, her daughter, who was as beautiful as anyone could be, and the king greeted Igraine in the best way possible.
CHAPTER XXI.
How Ulfius impeached Queen Igraine,
Arthur’s mother, of treason; and how a knight came and desired to have
the death of his master revenged.
Right so came Ulfius, and said openly, that the king and all might hear that were feasted that day, Ye are the falsest lady of the world, and the most traitress unto the king’s person. Beware, said Arthur, what thou sayest; thou speakest a great word. I am well ware, said Ulfius, what I speak, and here is my glove to prove it upon any man that will say the contrary, that this Queen Igraine is causer of your great damage, and of your great war. For, an she would have uttered it in the life of King Uther Pendragon, of the birth of you, and how ye were begotten ye had never had the mortal wars that ye have had; for the most part of your barons of your realm knew never whose son ye were, nor of whom ye were begotten; and she that bare you of her body should have made it known openly in excusing of her worship and yours, and in like wise to all the realm, wherefore I prove her false to God and to you and to all your realm, and who will say the contrary I will prove it on his body.
Right, so Ulfius stepped forward and openly declared for everyone to hear, "You are the most untrustworthy lady in the world and the greatest traitor to the king.” Arthur responded, “Watch your words; you’re making a serious accusation.” Ulfius replied, “I know exactly what I’m saying, and here’s my glove to challenge anyone who disagrees. This Queen Igraine is responsible for your great troubles and the ongoing war. If she had revealed the truth about your birth during King Uther Pendragon's lifetime, you wouldn’t have had to endure the constant conflicts you’ve faced. Most of the barons in your kingdom never knew who your father was or how you came to be; she, who gave you life, should have made it known for the sake of her honor and yours, as well as for everyone in the realm. That’s why I insist she is false to God, to you, and to the entire realm. Anyone who says otherwise, I’ll hold accountable.”
Then spake Igraine and said, I am a woman and I may not fight, but rather than I should be dishonoured, there would some good man take my quarrel. More, she said, Merlin knoweth well, and ye Sir Ulfius, how King Uther came to me in the Castle of Tintagil in the likeness of my lord, that was dead three hours to-fore, and thereby gat a child that night upon me. And after the thirteenth day King Uther wedded me, and by his commandment when the child was born it was delivered unto Merlin and nourished by him, and so I saw the child never after, nor wot not what is his name, for I knew him never yet. And there, Ulfius said to the queen, Merlin is more to blame than ye. Well I wot, said the queen, I bare a child by my lord King Uther, but I wot not where he is become. Then Merlin took the king by the hand, saying, This is your mother. And therewith Sir Ector bare witness how he nourished him by Uther’s commandment. And therewith King Arthur took his mother, Queen Igraine, in his arms and kissed her, and either wept upon other. And then the king let make a feast that lasted eight days.
Then Igraine spoke up and said, "I’m a woman and I can’t fight, but rather than be dishonored, I’d hope a good man would take my side. Furthermore, she continued, "Merlin knows well, and you, Sir Ulfius, how King Uther came to me at Tintagil Castle in the form of my husband, who had been dead for three hours, and that very night I became pregnant. After thirteen days, King Uther married me, and by his order, when the child was born, he was handed over to Merlin who took care of him, so I never saw the child again and don’t even know his name, since I’ve never met him. Then Ulfius said to the queen, "Merlin is more to blame than you." "I know," said the queen, "I gave birth to a child by my husband, King Uther, but I don’t know where he is now." Then Merlin took the king by the hand and said, "This is your mother." At that moment, Sir Ector confirmed how he had cared for him at Uther’s command. Then King Arthur hugged his mother, Queen Igraine, and kissed her, and they both cried for each other. After that, the king arranged a feast that lasted for eight days.
Then on a day there came in the court a squire on horseback, leading a knight before him wounded to the death, and told him how there was a knight in the forest had reared up a pavilion by a well, and hath slain my master, a good knight, his name was Miles; wherefore I beseech you that my master may be buried, and that some knight may revenge my master’s death. Then the noise was great of that knight’s death in the court, and every man said his advice. Then came Griflet that was but a squire, and he was but young, of the age of the king Arthur, so he besought the king for all his service that he had done him to give the order of knighthood.
One day, a squire rode into the court on horseback, leading a mortally wounded knight behind him. He told them that a knight in the forest had set up a pavilion by a well and had killed his master, a noble knight named Miles. He pleaded for his master to be buried and for a knight to take revenge for his master's death. The news of that knight's death created a stir in the court, and everyone shared their opinions. Then Griflet, a young squire who was about the same age as King Arthur, asked the king to grant him the title of knight in recognition of all the service he had given him.
CHAPTER XXII.
How Griflet was made knight, and
jousted with a knight.
Thou art full young and tender of age, said Arthur, for to take so high an order on thee. Sir, said Griflet, I beseech you make me knight. Sir, said Merlin, it were great pity to lose Griflet, for he will be a passing good man when he is of age, abiding with you the term of his life. And if he adventure his body with yonder knight at the fountain, it is in great peril if ever he come again, for he is one of the best knights of the world, and the strongest man of arms. Well, said Arthur. So at the desire of Griflet the king made him knight. Now, said Arthur unto Sir Griflet, sith I have made you knight thou must give me a gift. What ye will, said Griflet. Thou shalt promise me by the faith of thy body, when thou hast jousted with the knight at the fountain, whether it fall ye be on foot or on horseback, that right so ye shall come again unto me without making any more debate. I will promise you, said Griflet, as you desire. Then took Griflet his horse in great haste, and dressed his shield and took a spear in his hand, and so he rode a great wallop till he came to the fountain, and thereby he saw a rich pavilion, and thereby under a cloth stood a fair horse well saddled and bridled, and on a tree a shield of divers colours and a great spear. Then Griflet smote on the shield with the butt of his spear, that the shield fell down to the ground. With that the knight came out of the pavilion, and said, Fair knight, why smote ye down my shield? For I will joust with you, said Griflet. It is better ye do not, said the knight, for ye are but young, and late made knight, and your might is nothing to mine. As for that, said Griflet, I will joust with you. That is me loath, said the knight, but sith I must needs, I will dress me thereto. Of whence be ye? said the knight. Sir, I am of Arthur’s court. So the two knights ran together that Griflet’s spear all to-shivered; and there withal he smote Griflet through the shield and the left side, and brake the spear that the truncheon stuck in his body, that horse and knight fell down.
You’re still quite young and inexperienced, said Arthur, to take on such a significant role. Sir, said Griflet, I ask you to make me a knight. Sir, said Merlin, it's a shame to lose Griflet, as he will be a great man when he’s older, staying with you for his whole life. And if he faces that knight at the fountain, he’s in serious danger of not returning, as he is one of the best knights in the world and the strongest warrior. Well, said Arthur. So at Griflet's request, the king made him a knight. Now, said Arthur to Sir Griflet, since I’ve made you a knight, you must give me a promise. Whatever you want, said Griflet. You shall promise me by the faith of your body that when you’ve jousted with the knight at the fountain, regardless of whether you fall on foot or horseback, you’ll come back to me without any further discussion. I will promise you, said Griflet, as you wish. Then Griflet quickly took his horse, prepared his shield, and grabbed a spear, riding swiftly until he reached the fountain. There, he saw a luxurious pavilion and, beside it, a beautiful horse ready with saddle and bridle, and on a tree hung a shield of various colors and a large spear. Griflet struck the shield with the butt of his spear, causing it to fall to the ground. At that moment, the knight came out of the pavilion and said, Fair knight, why did you knock down my shield? Because I want to joust with you, said Griflet. It would be better if you did not, said the knight, as you are still young and newly knighted, and your strength cannot compare to mine. Regardless, said Griflet, I want to joust with you. That concerns me, said the knight, but since I have to, I will prepare for it. Where are you from? asked the knight. Sir, I am from Arthur’s court. So the two knights charged at each other, and Griflet’s spear shattered completely; the knight struck Griflet through the shield and into his left side, breaking the spear so that the shaft was stuck in his body, causing both horse and knight to fall.
CHAPTER XXIII.
How twelve knights came from Rome
and asked truage for this land of Arthur, and how Arthur fought with a
knight.
When the knight saw him lie so on the ground, he alighted, and was passing heavy, for he weened he had slain him, and then he unlaced his helm and gat him wind, and so with the truncheon he set him on his horse, and so betook him to God, and said he had a mighty heart, and if he might live he would prove a passing good knight. And so Sir Griflet rode to the court, where great dole was made for him. But through good leeches he was healed and saved. Right so came into the court twelve knights, and were aged men, and they came from the Emperor of Rome, and they asked of Arthur truage for this realm, other else the emperor would destroy him and his land. Well, said King Arthur, ye are messengers, therefore ye may say what ye will, other else ye should die therefore. But this is mine answer: I owe the emperor no truage, nor none will I hold him, but on a fair field I shall give him my truage that shall be with a sharp spear, or else with a sharp sword, and that shall not be long, by my father’s soul, Uther Pendragon. And therewith the messengers departed passingly wroth, and King Arthur as wroth, for in evil time came they then; for the king was passingly wroth for the hurt of Sir Griflet. And so he commanded a privy man of his chamber that or it be day his best horse and armour, with all that longeth unto his person, be without the city or to-morrow day. Right so or to-morrow day he met with his man and his horse, and so mounted up and dressed his shield and took his spear, and bade his chamberlain tarry there till he came again. And so Arthur rode a soft pace till it was day, and then was he ware of three churls chasing Merlin, and would have slain him. Then the king rode unto them, and bade them: Flee, churls! then were they afeard when they saw a knight, and fled. O Merlin, said Arthur, here hadst thou been slain for all thy crafts had I not been. Nay, said Merlin, not so, for I could save myself an I would; and thou art more near thy death than I am, for thou goest to the deathward, an God be not thy friend.
When the knight saw him lying on the ground, he got off his horse, feeling heavy-hearted because he thought he had killed him. He removed his helmet to catch his breath, then lifted him onto his horse and entrusted him to God, saying he had a brave heart, and if he survived, he would become a great knight. Sir Griflet then rode to the court, where everyone was mourning for him. Thanks to skilled doctors, he was healed and saved. Just then, twelve knights who were elderly entered the court; they were messengers from the Emperor of Rome, asking King Arthur for tribute for the realm, or else the emperor would destroy him and his land. King Arthur replied, "You are messengers, so you may say whatever you want, or else you will suffer for it. However, here is my answer: I owe the emperor no tribute, and I will not pay him any. Instead, I’ll give him my tribute on a fair battlefield, either with a sharp spear or a sharp sword, and it won't be long, I swear by my father’s soul, Uther Pendragon." With that, the messengers left, extremely angry, and King Arthur was just as furious since they arrived at a bad time; he was very upset about Sir Griflet's injury. He then ordered one of his trusted chamber servants to have his best horse and armor ready, along with everything else he needed, outside the city by morning. Just as the next day came, he met his man and his horse, mounted up, prepared his shield, took his spear, and told his chamberlain to wait there until he returned. Arthur rode slowly until it was morning and then noticed three peasants chasing Merlin, intending to kill him. The king rode over to them and shouted, "Run away, peasants!" They were terrified when they saw a knight and fled. Arthur said to Merlin, "You would have been killed without my help." Merlin replied, "Not at all, I could have saved myself if I wanted to. In fact, you are closer to death than I am, because you are heading towards danger if God isn’t on your side."
So as they went thus talking they came to the fountain, and the rich pavilion there by it. Then King Arthur was ware where sat a knight armed in a chair. Sir knight, said Arthur, for what cause abidest thou here, that there may no knight ride this way but if he joust with thee? said the king. I rede thee leave that custom, said Arthur. This custom, said the knight, have I used and will use maugre who saith nay, and who is grieved with my custom let him amend it that will. I will amend it, said Arthur. I shall defend thee, said the knight. Anon he took his horse and dressed his shield and took a spear, and they met so hard either in other’s shields, that all to-shivered their spears. Therewith anon Arthur pulled out his sword. Nay, not so, said the knight; it is fairer, said the knight, that we twain run more together with sharp spears. I will well, said Arthur, an I had any more spears. I have enow, said the knight; so there came a squire and brought two good spears, and Arthur chose one and he another; so they spurred their horses and came together with all their mights, that either brake their spears to their hands. Then Arthur set hand on his sword. Nay, said the knight, ye shall do better, ye are a passing good jouster as ever I met withal, and once for the love of the high order of knighthood let us joust once again. I assent me, said Arthur. Anon there were brought two great spears, and every knight gat a spear, and therewith they ran together that Arthur’s spear all to-shivered. But the other knight hit him so hard in midst of the shield, that horse and man fell to the earth, and therewith Arthur was eager, and pulled out his sword, and said, I will assay thee, sir knight, on foot, for I have lost the honour on horseback. I will be on horseback, said the knight. Then was Arthur wroth, and dressed his shield toward him with his sword drawn. When the knight saw that, he alighted, for him thought no worship to have a knight at such avail, he to be on horseback and he on foot, and so he alighted and dressed his shield unto Arthur. And there began a strong battle with many great strokes, and so hewed with their swords that the cantels flew in the fields, and much blood they bled both, that all the place there as they fought was overbled with blood, and thus they fought long and rested them, and then they went to the battle again, and so hurtled together like two rams that either fell to the earth. So at the last they smote together that both their swords met even together. But the sword of the knight smote King Arthur’s sword in two pieces, wherefore he was heavy. Then said the knight unto Arthur, Thou art in my daunger whether me list to save thee or slay thee, and but thou yield thee as overcome and recreant, thou shalt die. As for death, said King Arthur, welcome be it when it cometh, but to yield me unto thee as recreant I had liefer die than to be so shamed. And therewithal the king leapt unto Pellinore, and took him by the middle and threw him down, and raced off his helm. When the knight felt that he was adread, for he was a passing big man of might, and anon he brought Arthur under him, and raced off his helm and would have smitten off his head.
As they were talking, they arrived at the fountain and the lavish pavilion next to it. King Arthur noticed a knight sitting in a chair, fully armored. "Sir knight," Arthur said, "why are you sitting here so that no knight can pass without jousting with you?" "I suggest you stop this custom," Arthur continued. "This is a custom I've followed and will continue to follow, regardless of who disagrees, and anyone who is bothered by it can change it if they want," the knight replied. "I will change it," Arthur stated. "I will protect you," the knight said. Immediately, he mounted his horse, readied his shield, and took a spear. They charged at each other so fiercely that both their spears shattered against each other's shields. Arthur then drew his sword. "No, not like that," the knight said; "it’s better for us to charge with sharp spears again." "I agree, if I had more spears," Arthur replied. "I have enough," the knight said, then a squire arrived with two good spears. Arthur picked one, and the knight took the other. They spurred their horses and collided with all their strength, breaking their spears upon impact. Arthur reached for his sword again. "No," the knight said, "you should do better. You are an excellent jouster, and for the sake of chivalry, let’s joust one more time." "I'm in," said Arthur. Soon they were given two large spears, and they charged again, with Arthur’s spear splintering completely. The other knight struck Arthur hard in the center of his shield, toppling both horse and man to the ground. Arthur, eager to fight, drew his sword and declared, "I will try you now, sir knight, on foot, since I've lost on horseback." "I will stay on horseback," the knight replied. This angered Arthur, and he positioned his shield towards him with his sword drawn. Seeing this, the knight dismounted, thinking it dishonorable to fight a knight while he was on horseback. He readied his shield against Arthur. They then engaged in a fierce battle, swinging their swords so hard that pieces flew off and they both bled heavily, turning the area where they fought into a bloody mess. They fought for a long time, took a break, and then rushed back into battle, colliding like two rams until they fell to the ground. At last, they struck at the same time, but the knight's sword broke Arthur's sword into two pieces, leaving Arthur disheartened. The knight then said to Arthur, "You are in my power; it’s up to me whether I choose to save you or kill you. Unless you yield to me as defeated and cowardly, you will die." "As for death," Arthur replied, "I welcome it whenever it comes, but to submit to you as cowardly is a fate I would rather die than face." With that, King Arthur leaped at Pellinore, grabbed him around the waist, and threw him down, removing his helmet. The knight, sensing danger, retaliated swiftly; he was a large man with great strength, and he soon had Arthur under him, took off his helmet, and prepared to strike off his head.
CHAPTER XXIV.
How Merlin saved Arthur’s
life, and threw an enchantment on King Pellinore and made him to sleep.
Therewithal came Merlin and said, Knight, hold thy hand, for an thou slay that knight thou puttest this realm in the greatest damage that ever was realm: for this knight is a man of more worship than thou wotest of. Why, who is he? said the knight. It is King Arthur. Then would he have slain him for dread of his wrath, and heaved up his sword, and therewith Merlin cast an enchantment to the knight, that he fell to the earth in a great sleep. Then Merlin took up King Arthur, and rode forth on the knight’s horse. Alas! said Arthur, what hast thou done, Merlin? hast thou slain this good knight by thy crafts? There liveth not so worshipful a knight as he was; I had liefer than the stint of my land a year that he were alive. Care ye not, said Merlin, for he is wholer than ye; for he is but asleep, and will awake within three hours. I told you, said Merlin, what a knight he was; here had ye been slain had I not been. Also there liveth not a bigger knight than he is one, and he shall hereafter do you right good service; and his name is Pellinore, and he shall have two sons that shall be passing good men; save one they shall have no fellow of prowess and of good living, and their names shall be Percivale of Wales and Lamerake of Wales, and he shall tell you the name of your own son, begotten of your sister, that shall be the destruction of all this realm.
Then Merlin showed up and said, "Knight, hold on! If you kill that knight, you’ll cause the greatest damage this realm has ever known, because that knight is more important than you realize." "Who is he?" asked the knight. "It’s King Arthur." The knight wanted to kill him out of fear of his anger, and raised his sword, but Merlin cast a spell on him, making him fall into a deep sleep. Then, Merlin picked up King Arthur and rode off on the knight’s horse. "Oh no!" Arthur said. "What have you done, Merlin? Did you kill this noble knight with your magic? There’s no one more honorable than he was; I would rather forfeit a year’s worth of my land than have him dead." "Don’t worry," said Merlin, "he’s fine; he’s just sleeping and will wake up in three hours. I told you how great a knight he is; you would have been dead if I hadn’t intervened. There's no stronger knight than him, and he’ll prove to be a valuable ally. His name is Pellinore, and he will have two sons who will also be remarkable men. Except for one, they will have no equal in skill and virtue. Their names will be Percivale of Wales and Lamerake of Wales. He will even tell you the name of your son, born of your sister, who will bring ruin to this entire realm."
CHAPTER XXV.
How Arthur by the mean of Merlin gat
Excalibur his sword of the Lady of the Lake.
Right so the king and he departed, and went unto an hermit that was a good man and a great leech. So the hermit searched all his wounds and gave him good salves; so the king was there three days, and then were his wounds well amended that he might ride and go, and so departed. And as they rode, Arthur said, I have no sword. No force, said Merlin, hereby is a sword that shall be yours, an I may. So they rode till they came to a lake, the which was a fair water and broad, and in the midst of the lake Arthur was ware of an arm clothed in white samite, that held a fair sword in that hand. Lo! said Merlin, yonder is that sword that I spake of. With that they saw a damosel going upon the lake. What damosel is that? said Arthur. That is the Lady of the Lake, said Merlin; and within that lake is a rock, and therein is as fair a place as any on earth, and richly beseen; and this damosel will come to you anon, and then speak ye fair to her that she will give you that sword. Anon withal came the damosel unto Arthur, and saluted him, and he her again. Damosel, said Arthur, what sword is that, that yonder the arm holdeth above the water? I would it were mine, for I have no sword. Sir Arthur, king, said the damosel, that sword is mine, and if ye will give me a gift when I ask it you, ye shall have it. By my faith, said Arthur, I will give you what gift ye will ask. Well! said the damosel, go ye into yonder barge, and row yourself to the sword, and take it and the scabbard with you, and I will ask my gift when I see my time. So Sir Arthur and Merlin alighted and tied their horses to two trees, and so they went into the ship, and when they came to the sword that the hand held, Sir Arthur took it up by the handles, and took it with him, and the arm and the hand went under the water. And so [they] came unto the land and rode forth, and then Sir Arthur saw a rich pavilion. What signifieth yonder pavilion? It is the knight’s pavilion, said Merlin, that ye fought with last, Sir Pellinore; but he is out, he is not there. He hath ado with a knight of yours that hight Egglame, and they have foughten together, but at the last Egglame fled, and else he had been dead, and he hath chased him even to Carlion, and we shall meet with him anon in the highway. That is well said, said Arthur, now have I a sword, now will I wage battle with him, and be avenged on him. Sir, you shall not so, said Merlin, for the knight is weary of fighting and chasing, so that ye shall have no worship to have ado with him; also he will not be lightly matched of one knight living, and therefore it is my counsel, let him pass, for he shall do you good service in short time, and his sons after his days. Also ye shall see that day in short space, you shall be right glad to give him your sister to wed. When I see him, I will do as ye advise, said Arthur.
So the king left and went to a hermit who was a good man and a skilled healer. The hermit examined all his wounds and provided him with effective ointments. The king stayed there for three days, and by the end, his wounds were well enough to ride, so he set off. As they rode, Arthur said, “I don’t have a sword.” “No worries,” Merlin replied, “there's a sword that will be yours, if I can help.” They continued riding until they reached a lake, which was beautiful and wide. In the middle of the lake, Arthur noticed an arm clothed in white silk holding a lovely sword. “Look!” Merlin said, “that’s the sword I told you about.” Just then, they saw a lady walking on the lake. “Who is that lady?” Arthur asked. “That is the Lady of the Lake,” Merlin replied. “In the lake, there’s a rock with a place as beautiful as anywhere on earth, and richly adorned. This lady will come to you shortly, so speak kindly to her and she’ll give you that sword.” Soon after, the lady approached Arthur and greeted him, and he returned her greeting. “Lady,” Arthur said, “what sword is that which the arm holds above the water? I wish it were mine, as I have no sword.” “Sir Arthur, king,” the lady said, “that sword is mine, and if you promise to grant me a gift when I ask for it, you can have it.” “I swear,” said Arthur, “I will give you whatever gift you ask for.” “Good!” said the lady, “now go into that boat, row to the sword, and take it and the scabbard with you. I will ask for my gift when the time is right.” So, Sir Arthur and Merlin got off their horses, tied them to two trees, and boarded the boat. When they reached the sword held by the arm, Sir Arthur picked it up by the hilt and took it with him, and the arm and hand disappeared under the water. They returned to the shore and rode on, until Sir Arthur saw a rich pavilion. “What does that pavilion mean?” he asked. “That’s the knight’s tent,” Merlin said, “from your last fight, Sir Pellinore; but he's not here now. He’s dealing with one of your knights named Egglame, and they fought, but in the end, Egglame fled, or he would have been dead. He chased him all the way to Carlion, and we’ll meet him on the road soon.” “That’s good to hear,” said Arthur. “Now that I have a sword, I’m ready to fight him and take my revenge.” “Sir, you shouldn’t do that,” Merlin warned. “The knight is tired from fighting and chasing, so you won’t get any honor from defeating him. Plus, he wouldn’t be easily matched by just one knight. It’s best to let him go; he’ll do you a favor soon, and so will his sons after him. You’ll be glad to marry your sister to him one day.” “When I see him, I’ll follow your advice,” said Arthur.
Then Sir Arthur looked on the sword, and liked it passing well. Whether liketh you better, said Merlin, the sword or the scabbard? Me liketh better the sword, said Arthur. Ye are more unwise, said Merlin, for the scabbard is worth ten of the swords, for whiles ye have the scabbard upon you, ye shall never lose no blood, be ye never so sore wounded; therefore keep well the scabbard always with you. So they rode unto Carlion, and by the way they met with Sir Pellinore; but Merlin had done such a craft, that Pellinore saw not Arthur, and he passed by without any words. I marvel, said Arthur, that the knight would not speak. Sir, said Merlin, he saw you not, for an he had seen you, ye had not lightly departed. So they came unto Carlion, whereof his knights were passing glad. And when they heard of his adventures, they marvelled that he would jeopard his person so, alone. But all men of worship said it was merry to be under such a chieftain, that would put his person in adventure as other poor knights did.
Then Sir Arthur looked at the sword and really liked it. “Which do you prefer,” said Merlin, “the sword or the scabbard?” “I prefer the sword,” said Arthur. “You’re making a mistake,” said Merlin, “because the scabbard is worth ten swords. As long as you have the scabbard with you, you’ll never lose any blood, no matter how badly you’re wounded. So always keep the scabbard close.” They rode to Carlion, and on the way, they met Sir Pellinore; but Merlin had worked his magic so that Pellinore didn’t see Arthur, and he passed by without saying anything. “I wonder why the knight didn’t speak,” said Arthur. “Sir,” said Merlin, “he didn’t see you, because if he had, you wouldn’t have gotten away so easily.” When they arrived at Carlion, his knights were very happy. When they heard about his adventures, they were amazed that he would risk himself alone like that. But all the noblemen said it was great to serve under a leader who would put himself in danger like other common knights.
CHAPTER XXVI.
How tidings came to Arthur that King
Rience had overcome eleven kings, and how he desired Arthur’s beard to
trim his mantle.
This meanwhile came a messenger from King Rience of North Wales, and king he was of all Ireland, and of many isles. And this was his message, greeting well King Arthur in this manner wise, saying that King Rience had discomfited and overcome eleven kings, and everych of them did him homage, and that was this, they gave him their beards clean flayed off, as much as there was; wherefore the messenger came for King Arthur’s beard. For King Rience had purfled a mantle with kings’ beards, and there lacked one place of the mantle; wherefore he sent for his beard, or else he would enter into his lands, and burn and slay, and never leave till he have the head and the beard. Well, said Arthur, thou hast said thy message, the which is the most villainous and lewdest message that ever man heard sent unto a king; also thou mayest see my beard is full young yet to make a purfle of it. But tell thou thy king this: I owe him none homage, nor none of mine elders; but or it be long to, he shall do me homage on both his knees, or else he shall lose his head, by the faith of my body, for this is the most shamefulest message that ever I heard speak of. I have espied thy king met never yet with worshipful man, but tell him, I will have his head without he do me homage. Then the messenger departed.
Meanwhile, a messenger arrived from King Rience of North Wales, who was also the king of all Ireland and many islands. His message was a greeting to King Arthur, stating that King Rience had defeated and conquered eleven kings, and each of them had done him homage by giving him their beards completely shaved off. The reason for the messenger's visit was to collect King Arthur’s beard. King Rience had decorated a mantle with the beards of kings, and he was missing one; therefore, he sent for Arthur’s beard. If he didn’t receive it, he threatened to invade Arthur's lands, burning and killing, and wouldn't stop until he had both the head and the beard. Arthur responded, saying, "You’ve delivered a message that is the most disgraceful and dishonorable ever sent to a king. You can see my beard is still too young for such a purpose. But tell your king this: I owe him no homage, nor do any of my ancestors. Soon enough, he will have to pay me homage on both knees, or he will lose his head, I swear. This is the most shameful message I’ve ever heard. I have seen your king has never encountered a respectable man, but tell him I will take his head unless he does me homage." Then the messenger left.
Now is there any here, said Arthur, that knoweth King Rience? Then answered a knight that hight Naram, Sir, I know the king well; he is a passing good man of his body, as few be living, and a passing proud man, and Sir, doubt ye not he will make war on you with a mighty puissance. Well, said Arthur, I shall ordain for him in short time.
“Is there anyone here,” said Arthur, “who knows King Rience?” Then a knight named Naram replied, “Sir, I know the king well; he is a remarkable man in stature, as few are alive today, and he is also quite proud. And sir, don’t doubt that he will wage war against you with great power.” “Well,” said Arthur, “I will make preparations for him soon.”
CHAPTER XXVII.
How all the children were sent for
that were born on May-day, and how Mordred was saved.
Then King Arthur let send for all the children born on May-day, begotten of lords and born of ladies; for Merlin told King Arthur that he that should destroy him should be born on May-day, wherefore he sent for them all, upon pain of death; and so there were found many lords’ sons, and all were sent unto the king, and so was Mordred sent by King Lot’s wife, and all were put in a ship to the sea, and some were four weeks old, and some less. And so by fortune the ship drave unto a castle, and was all to-riven, and destroyed the most part, save that Mordred was cast up, and a good man found him, and nourished him till he was fourteen year old, and then he brought him to the court, as it rehearseth afterward, toward the end of the Death of Arthur. So many lords and barons of this realm were displeased, for their children were so lost, and many put the wite on Merlin more than on Arthur; so what for dread and for love, they held their peace. But when the messenger came to King Rience, then was he wood out of measure, and purveyed him for a great host, as it rehearseth after in the book of Balin le Savage, that followeth next after, how by adventure Balin gat the sword.
Then King Arthur sent for all the children born on May Day, the offspring of lords and ladies, because Merlin had told him that he who would destroy him would be born on that day. So, he called for them all, under penalty of death. Many lords’ sons were found and sent to the king, including Mordred, who was sent by King Lot’s wife. All the children were placed in a ship and set out to sea; some were only four weeks old, and some were even younger. By chance, the ship was wrecked near a castle, and most of the children were lost, except for Mordred, who was washed ashore and found by a kind man who raised him until he was fourteen years old. Then he brought him to the court, as is recounted later, near the end of the Death of Arthur. Many lords and barons in the realm were unhappy because their children were missing, and most blamed Merlin more than Arthur. For fear and love of their king, they remained silent. But when the messenger came to King Rience, he was furious and prepared a massive army, as is told next in the book of Balin le Savage, which follows this story, about how by chance Balin obtained the sword.
Explicit liber primus.
CHAPTER I.
Of a damosel which came girt with a
sword for to find a man of such virtue to draw it out of the scabbard.
After the death of Uther Pendragon reigned Arthur his son, the which had great war in his days for to get all England into his hand. For there were many kings within the realm of England, and in Wales, Scotland, and Cornwall. So it befell on a time when King Arthur was at London, there came a knight and told the king tidings how that the King Rience of North Wales had reared a great number of people, and were entered into the land, and burnt and slew the king’s true liege people. If this be true, said Arthur, it were great shame unto mine estate but that he were mightily withstood. It is truth, said the knight, for I saw the host myself. Well, said the king, let make a cry, that all the lords, knights, and gentlemen of arms, should draw unto a castle called Camelot in those days, and there the king would let make a council-general and a great jousts.
After Uther Pendragon's death, his son Arthur took over as king. During his reign, he fought hard to unite all of England under his rule. There were many kings in England, as well as in Wales, Scotland, and Cornwall. One day, while King Arthur was in London, a knight came to him with news that King Rience of North Wales had gathered a large army and invaded the land, burning and killing Arthur's loyal subjects. "If this is true," said Arthur, "it would be a great shame for my position unless he is strongly opposed." "It's true," replied the knight, "I saw the army myself." "Alright," said the king, "let’s announce that all lords, knights, and men-at-arms should gather at a castle called Camelot. There, I will hold a general council and a series of tournaments."
So when the king was come thither with all his baronage, and lodged as they seemed best, there was come a damosel the which was sent on message from the great lady Lile of Avelion. And when she came before King Arthur, she told from whom she came, and how she was sent on message unto him for these causes. Then she let her mantle fall that was richly furred; and then was she girt with a noble sword whereof the king had marvel, and said, Damosel, for what cause are ye girt with that sword? it beseemeth you not. Now shall I tell you, said the damosel; this sword that I am girt withal doth me great sorrow and cumbrance, for I may not be delivered of this sword but by a knight, but he must be a passing good man of his hands and of his deeds, and without villainy or treachery, and without treason. And if I may find such a knight that hath all these virtues, he may draw out this sword out of the sheath, for I have been at King Rience’s it was told me there were passing good knights, and he and all his knights have assayed it and none can speed. This is a great marvel, said Arthur, if this be sooth; I will myself assay to draw out the sword, not presuming upon myself that I am the best knight, but that I will begin to draw at your sword in giving example to all the barons that they shall assay everych one after other when I have assayed it. Then Arthur took the sword by the sheath and by the girdle and pulled at it eagerly, but the sword would not out.
So when the king arrived there with all his nobles and settled in as they thought best, a young lady came to deliver a message from the great lady Lile of Avelion. When she stood before King Arthur, she explained who sent her and why she was there. Then she let her richly fur-lined cloak fall, revealing an impressive sword at her side, which surprised the king. He said, "Young lady, why are you wearing that sword? It doesn’t seem right for you." The young lady replied, "This sword I carry brings me great sadness and burden, for I cannot be freed from it except by a knight, and he must be truly exceptional in skill and deeds, without any villainy, betrayal, or treachery. If I can find such a knight who possesses all these virtues, he may draw this sword from its sheath. I have been to King Rience’s court, and it was told to me that there are great knights there, yet he and all his knights have tried and none have succeeded." Arthur said, "This is a great marvel if it is true; I will try to pull out the sword myself, not because I think I am the best knight, but to set an example for all the nobles so they can each try after me." Then Arthur took hold of the sword by the sheath and belt and pulled at it eagerly, but the sword would not budge.
Sir, said the damosel, you need not to pull half so hard, for he that shall pull it out shall do it with little might. Ye say well, said Arthur; now assay ye all my barons; but beware ye be not defiled with shame, treachery, nor guile. Then it will not avail, said the damosel, for he must be a clean knight without villainy, and of a gentle strain of father side and mother side. Most of all the barons of the Round Table that were there at that time assayed all by row, but there might none speed; wherefore the damosel made great sorrow out of measure, and said, Alas! I weened in this court had been the best knights without treachery or treason. By my faith, said Arthur, here are good knights, as I deem, as any be in the world, but their grace is not to help you, wherefore I am displeased.
"Sir," said the lady, "you don’t need to pull so hard, because the one who will pull it out will do so with little effort." "You’re right," Arthur replied; "now let all my barons give it a try, but make sure you aren’t tainted by shame, betrayal, or deceit." "Then it won't matter," said the lady, "because he must be a pure knight without any wrongdoing, and from a noble lineage on both sides." Most of the barons of the Round Table present at that time took their turns, but none succeeded. This made the lady deeply upset, and she said, "Alas! I thought this court had the best knights without treachery or betrayal." "I swear," Arthur said, "there are good knights here, as I believe, as good as any in the world, but their skills aren't enough to help you, which is why I’m unhappy."
CHAPTER II.
How Balin, arrayed like a poor knight,
pulled out the sword, which afterward was the cause of his death.
Then fell it so that time there was a poor knight with King Arthur, that had been prisoner with him half a year and more for slaying of a knight, the which was cousin unto King Arthur. The name of this knight was called Balin, and by good means of the barons he was delivered out of prison, for he was a good man named of his body, and he was born in Northumberland. And so he went privily into the court, and saw this adventure, whereof it raised his heart, and he would assay it as other knights did, but for he was poor and poorly arrayed he put him not far in press. But in his heart he was fully assured to do as well, if his grace happed him, as any knight that there was. And as the damosel took her leave of Arthur and of all the barons, so departing, this knight Balin called unto her, and said, Damosel, I pray you of your courtesy, suffer me as well to assay as these lords; though that I be so poorly clothed, in my heart meseemeth I am fully assured as some of these others, and meseemeth in my heart to speed right well. The damosel beheld the poor knight, and saw he was a likely man, but for his poor arrayment she thought he should be of no worship without villainy or treachery. And then she said unto the knight, Sir, it needeth not to put me to more pain or labour, for it seemeth not you to speed there as other have failed. Ah! fair damosel, said Balin, worthiness, and good tatches, and good deeds, are not only in arrayment, but manhood and worship is hid within man’s person, and many a worshipful knight is not known unto all people, and therefore worship and hardiness is not in arrayment. By God, said the damosel, ye say sooth; therefore ye shall assay to do what ye may. Then Balin took the sword by the girdle and sheath, and drew it out easily; and when he looked on the sword it pleased him much. Then had the king and all the barons great marvel that Balin had done that adventure, and many knights had great despite of Balin. Certes, said the damosel, this is a passing good knight, and the best that ever I found, and most of worship without treason, treachery, or villainy, and many marvels shall he do. Now, gentle and courteous knight, give me the sword again. Nay, said Balin, for this sword will I keep, but it be taken from me with force. Well, said the damosel, ye are not wise to keep the sword from me, for ye shall slay with the sword the best friend that ye have, and the man that ye most love in the world, and the sword shall be your destruction. I shall take the adventure, said Balin, that God will ordain me, but the sword ye shall not have at this time, by the faith of my body. Ye shall repent it within short time, said the damosel, for I would have the sword more for your avail than for mine, for I am passing heavy for your sake; for ye will not believe that sword shall be your destruction, and that is great pity. With that the damosel departed, making great sorrow.
Then it happened that there was a poor knight with King Arthur, who had been a prisoner with him for over six months for killing a knight who was a cousin of King Arthur. This knight was named Balin, and thanks to the goodwill of the barons, he was released from prison, for he was a good man known for his strength, and he was born in Northumberland. He quietly entered the court and saw the adventure that filled him with determination, and he wanted to try, like the other knights, but since he was poor and poorly equipped, he didn’t push himself forward. However, in his heart, he was confident he could perform just as well, if given a chance, as any knight present. As the lady took her leave of Arthur and all the barons, Balin called out to her and said, "Lady, I kindly ask you to let me try just like these lords; even though I am poorly dressed, in my heart I believe I am just as capable as any of them, and I feel I can succeed." The lady looked at the poor knight and saw that he was a likely man, but because of his poor attire, she thought he wouldn’t be of any honor without some villainy or trickery. Then she said to the knight, "Sir, there's no need to put me through more trouble, for it doesn’t seem you will fare any better than those who have already failed." "Ah! Fair lady," said Balin, "worthiness, good character, and noble deeds aren't only about how one looks; true valor and honor lie within a person's soul, and many noble knights aren't recognized by everyone, so honor and bravery can't be judged just by appearance." "By God," said the lady, "you speak the truth; therefore, you should try to do your best." Then Balin took the sword from its belt and sheath and drew it out easily; when he looked at the sword, he was very pleased. The king and all the barons were amazed that Balin had accomplished that feat, and many knights were quite envious of him. "Indeed," said the lady, "this is an exceptional knight, the best I've ever met, and most honorable without deceit, treachery, or villainy, and he will achieve many wonders." "Now, noble and courteous knight, give me back the sword." "No," said Balin, "for I will keep this sword unless it is taken from me by force." "Well," said the lady, "you are not wise to keep the sword from me, for you will kill your best friend and the one you love most in the world with it, and the sword will lead to your destruction." "I will take the adventure that God ordains for me," said Balin, "but you shall not have the sword this time, I swear it by my body." "You will regret it soon enough," the lady warned, "for I would want the sword more for your benefit than for mine; I am very concerned for you, for you refuse to believe that the sword will bring you ruin, and that is a great pity." With that, the lady departed, making a great show of sorrow.
Anon after, Balin sent for his horse and armour, and so would depart from the court, and took his leave of King Arthur. Nay, said the king, I suppose ye will not depart so lightly from this fellowship, I suppose ye are displeased that I have shewed you unkindness; blame me the less, for I was misinformed against you, but I weened ye had not been such a knight as ye are, of worship and prowess, and if ye will abide in this court among my fellowship, I shall so advance you as ye shall be pleased. God thank your highness, said Balin, your bounty and highness may no man praise half to the value; but at this time I must needs depart, beseeching you alway of your good grace. Truly, said the king, I am right wroth for your departing; I pray you, fair knight, that ye tarry not long, and ye shall be right welcome to me, and to my barons, and I shall amend all miss that I have done against you; God thank your great lordship, said Balin, and therewith made him ready to depart. Then the most part of the knights of the Round Table said that Balin did not this adventure all only by might, but by witchcraft.
Soon after, Balin called for his horse and armor, preparing to leave the court, and took his leave of King Arthur. "No," said the king, "I don’t think you’ll leave this fellowship so easily. I take it you’re upset because I’ve treated you unfairly; don’t hold it against me too much, as I was misled about you. I thought you weren’t the knight you truly are, with all your honor and skill. If you choose to stay with us, I’ll promote you in a way that will make you happy." "I appreciate your kindness," Balin replied, "but right now, I really have to go, always asking for your goodwill." "Honestly, I’m very sorry to see you go," said the king. "Please, noble knight, don’t stay away too long. You’ll always be welcome with me and my barons, and I’ll make up for the wrongs I’ve done you." "Thank you for your generosity, my lord," Balin said, and then he got ready to leave. Afterward, most of the knights of the Round Table suggested that Balin didn’t accomplish this feat solely by strength, but through sorcery.
CHAPTER III.
How the Lady of the Lake demanded the
knight’s head that had won the sword, or the maiden’s head.
The meanwhile, that this knight was making him ready to depart, there came into the court a lady that hight the Lady of the Lake. And she came on horseback, richly beseen, and saluted King Arthur, and there asked him a gift that he promised her when she gave him the sword. That is sooth, said Arthur, a gift I promised you, but I have forgotten the name of my sword that ye gave me. The name of it, said the lady, is Excalibur, that is as much to say as Cut-steel. Ye say well, said the king; ask what ye will and ye shall have it, an it lie in my power to give it. Well, said the lady, I ask the head of the knight that hath won the sword, or else the damosel’s head that brought it; I take no force though I have both their heads, for he slew my brother, a good knight and a true, and that gentlewoman was causer of my father’s death. Truly, said King Arthur, I may not grant neither of their heads with my worship, therefore ask what ye will else, and I shall fulfil your desire. I will ask none other thing, said the lady. When Balin was ready to depart, he saw the Lady of the Lake, that by her means had slain Balin’s mother, and he had sought her three years; and when it was told him that she asked his head of King Arthur, he went to her straight and said, Evil be you found; ye would have my head, and therefore ye shall lose yours, and with his sword lightly he smote off her head before King Arthur. Alas, for shame! said Arthur, why have ye done so? ye have shamed me and all my court, for this was a lady that I was beholden to, and hither she came under my safe-conduct; I shall never forgive you that trespass. Sir, said Balin, me forthinketh of your displeasure, for this same lady was the untruest lady living, and by enchantment and sorcery she hath been the destroyer of many good knights, and she was causer that my mother was burnt, through her falsehood and treachery. What cause soever ye had, said Arthur, ye should have forborne her in my presence; therefore, think not the contrary, ye shall repent it, for such another despite had I never in my court; therefore withdraw you out of my court in all haste ye may.
Meanwhile, while the knight was getting ready to leave, a lady known as the Lady of the Lake rode into the court. She was elegantly dressed and greeted King Arthur, asking for a gift he had promised her when she gave him the sword. "That is true," said Arthur, "I promised you a gift, but I’ve forgotten the name of the sword you gave me." "The name of it," the lady replied, "is Excalibur, which means Cut-steel." "You're right," said the king; "ask for whatever you want, and you shall have it, if it is in my power to give." "Well," said the lady, "I ask for the head of the knight who won the sword, or the head of the damsel who brought it. I wouldn't mind having both of their heads, for he killed my brother, a good and true knight, and that gentlewoman was responsible for my father's death." "Truly," said King Arthur, "I cannot grant either of their heads without losing my honor. Therefore, ask for something else, and I shall fulfill your request." "I will not ask for anything else," said the lady. When Balin was ready to leave, he saw the Lady of the Lake, who had caused his mother’s death, and he had been seeking her for three years. When he learned that she had asked for his head from King Arthur, he approached her directly and said, "Evil be you found; you want my head, so you shall lose yours." With his sword, he swiftly struck off her head right in front of King Arthur. "Alas, for shame!" said Arthur, "why have you done this? You have shamed me and all my court, for this was a lady I owed a debt of gratitude to, and she came here under my protection; I will never forgive you for this offense." "Sir," said Balin, "I regret your displeasure, but this same lady was the most treacherous lady alive, and through her enchantment and sorcery, she has destroyed many good knights. She was responsible for my mother being burned, due to her deceit and treachery." "Whatever your reasons, Balin," said Arthur, "you should have spared her in my presence. Therefore, do not think otherwise; you will come to regret this act, for I have never faced such insult in my court. So leave my court as quickly as you can."
Then Balin took up the head of the lady, and bare it with him to his hostelry, and there he met with his squire, that was sorry he had displeased King Arthur and so they rode forth out of the town. Now, said Balin, we must depart, take thou this head and bear it to my friends, and tell them how I have sped, and tell my friends in Northumberland that my most foe is dead. Also tell them how I am out of prison, and what adventure befell me at the getting of this sword. Alas! said the squire, ye are greatly to blame for to displease King Arthur. As for that, said Balin, I will hie me, in all the haste that I may, to meet with King Rience and destroy him, either else to die therefore; and if it may hap me to win him, then will King Arthur be my good and gracious lord. Where shall I meet with you? said the squire. In King Arthur’s court, said Balin. So his squire and he departed at that time. Then King Arthur and all the court made great dole and had shame of the death of the Lady of the Lake. Then the king buried her richly.
Then Balin picked up the lady's head and took it with him to his inn, where he met his squire, who was upset that he had upset King Arthur. So they left the town. Now, Balin said, we need to leave; take this head and give it to my friends, and tell them how I have fared. Also let my friends in Northumberland know that my worst enemy is dead. Tell them I’m out of prison and what happened when I got this sword. Alas! the squire said, you have seriously wronged King Arthur. As for that, Balin replied, I will hurry as fast as I can to find King Rience and defeat him, or else die trying; and if I happen to defeat him, then King Arthur will be my good and gracious lord. Where will I find you? the squire asked. In King Arthur's court, Balin replied. So he and his squire parted ways at that point. Then King Arthur and all the court mourned deeply and felt ashamed about the death of the Lady of the Lake. The king then buried her with great honor.
CHAPTER IV.
How Merlin told the adventure of this
damosel.
At that time there was a knight, the which was the king’s son of Ireland, and his name was Lanceor, the which was an orgulous knight, and counted himself one of the best of the court; and he had great despite at Balin for the achieving of the sword, that any should be accounted more hardy, or more of prowess; and he asked King Arthur if he would give him leave to ride after Balin and to revenge the despite that he had done. Do your best, said Arthur, I am right wroth with Balin; I would he were quit of the despite that he hath done to me and to my court. Then this Lanceor went to his hostelry to make him ready. In the meanwhile came Merlin unto the court of King Arthur, and there was told him the adventure of the sword, and the death of the Lady of the Lake. Now shall I say you, said Merlin; this same damosel that here standeth, that brought the sword unto your court, I shall tell you the cause of her coming: she was the falsest damosel that liveth. Say not so, said they. She hath a brother, a passing good knight of prowess and a full true man; and this damosel loved another knight that held her to paramour, and this good knight her brother met with the knight that held her to paramour, and slew him by force of his hands. When this false damosel understood this, she went to the Lady Lile of Avelion, and besought her of help, to be avenged on her own brother.
At that time, there was a knight who was the king’s son of Ireland, named Lanceor. He was an arrogant knight and considered himself one of the best at court. He was very upset with Balin for obtaining the sword, believing that anyone should be regarded as braver or more skilled than him. He asked King Arthur if he could go after Balin to get revenge for the disrespect he felt. “Do your best,” said Arthur. “I’m really angry with Balin; I wish he would pay for the offense he’s caused to me and my court.” So, Lanceor went to his lodging to get ready. Meanwhile, Merlin came to King Arthur’s court, where he was told about the adventure of the sword and the death of the Lady of the Lake. “Now I’ll tell you,” said Merlin, “this maiden who stands here and brought the sword to your court, I will explain the reason for her coming: she is the most deceitful maiden that lives.” “Don’t say that,” the others replied. “She has a brother, a very good knight and a completely honest man; this maiden loved another knight who was keeping her as his mistress. When her brother met this knight, he killed him by the strength of his own hands. When this deceitful maiden learned of this, she went to Lady Lile of Avelion and asked her for help to take revenge on her own brother.”
CHAPTER V.
How Balin was pursued by Sir Lanceor,
knight of Ireland, and how he jousted and slew him.
And so this Lady Lile of Avelion took her this sword that she brought with her, and told there should no man pull it out of the sheath but if he be one of the best knights of this realm, and he should be hard and full of prowess, and with that sword he should slay her brother. This was the cause that the damosel came into this court. I know it as well as ye. Would God she had not come into this court, but she came never in fellowship of worship to do good, but always great harm; and that knight that hath achieved the sword shall be destroyed by that sword, for the which will be great damage, for there liveth not a knight of more prowess than he is, and he shall do unto you, my Lord Arthur, great honour and kindness; and it is great pity he shall not endure but a while, for of his strength and hardiness I know not his match living.
So Lady Lile of Avelion took the sword she brought with her and said that no man could pull it from the sheath unless he was one of the best knights in the kingdom, strong and full of skill, and that with this sword he would slay her brother. This is why the damsel came to this court. I know it as well as you do. I wish she hadn’t come to this court, because she never brought honor to do good, only great harm; and the knight who draws the sword will meet his end by it, which will cause great trouble, as there isn’t a knight with more strength than he, and he will bring you, my Lord Arthur, great honor and kindness; it’s a shame he won’t last long, for I know there’s no one like him living in terms of strength and bravery.
So the knight of Ireland armed him at all points, and dressed his shield on his shoulder, and mounted upon horseback, and took his spear in his hand, and rode after a great pace, as much as his horse might go; and within a little space on a mountain he had a sight of Balin, and with a loud voice he cried, Abide, knight, for ye shall abide whether ye will or nill, and the shield that is to-fore you shall not help. When Balin heard the noise, he turned his horse fiercely, and said, Fair knight, what will ye with me, will ye joust with me? Yea, said the Irish knight, therefore come I after you. Peradventure, said Balin, it had been better to have holden you at home, for many a man weeneth to put his enemy to a rebuke, and oft it falleth to himself. Of what court be ye sent from? said Balin. I am come from the court of King Arthur, said the knight of Ireland, that come hither for to revenge the despite ye did this day to King Arthur and to his court. Well, said Balin, I see well I must have ado with you, that me forthinketh for to grieve King Arthur, or any of his court; and your quarrel is full simple, said Balin, unto me, for the lady that is dead, did me great damage, and else would I have been loath as any knight that liveth for to slay a lady. Make you ready, said the knight Lanceor, and dress you unto me, for that one shall abide in the field. Then they took their spears, and came together as much as their horses might drive, and the Irish knight smote Balin on the shield, that all went shivers off his spear, and Balin hit him through the shield, and the hauberk perished, and so pierced through his body and the horse’s croup, and anon turned his horse fiercely, and drew out his sword, and wist not that he had slain him; and then he saw him lie as a dead corpse.
So the knight from Ireland got ready in full armor, threw his shield over his shoulder, mounted his horse, took his spear in hand, and rode off at a fast pace, as fast as his horse could go. Soon, he spotted Balin on a mountain and shouted loudly, “Hold on, knight, you will stop whether you want to or not, and the shield in front of you won't help.” When Balin heard the commotion, he turned his horse sharply and asked, “Noble knight, what do you want with me? Do you wish to joust?” “Yes,” replied the Irish knight, “that's why I’m following you.” “Perhaps it would have been better to stay home,” said Balin, “for many think they can embarrass their enemy, but it often backfires on them. Which court do you come from?” Balin asked. “I come from King Arthur's court,” said the Irish knight, “to take revenge for the insult you dealt to King Arthur and his court today.” “Well, I see I must deal with you,” said Balin, “and I regret upsetting King Arthur, or anyone from his court. Your cause seems pretty straightforward to me, because the lady who is dead did me great harm, and otherwise, I would have been loath to slay a lady, more than any knight alive.” “Get ready,” said the knight Lanceor, “and prepare to face me, for one of us shall stay on the field.” Then they took their spears and charged at each other as fast as their horses could go. The Irish knight struck Balin's shield so hard that his spear shattered, while Balin pierced through the knight’s shield, his armor failed, and he drove through his body and the horse's hindquarters. Balin then turned his horse fiercely, drew his sword, unaware that he had killed him, until he saw him lying there, like a dead body.
CHAPTER VI.
How a damosel, which was love to
Lanceor, slew herself for love, and how Balin met with his brother Balan.
Then he looked by him, and was ware of a damosel that came riding full fast as the horse might ride, on a fair palfrey. And when she espied that Lanceor was slain, she made sorrow out of measure, and said, O Balin, two bodies thou hast slain and one heart, and two hearts in one body, and two souls thou hast lost. And therewith she took the sword from her love that lay dead, and fell to the ground in a swoon. And when she arose she made great dole out of measure, the which sorrow grieved Balin passingly sore, and he went unto her for to have taken the sword out of her hand, but she held it so fast he might not take it out of her hand unless he should have hurt her, and suddenly she set the pommel to the ground, and rove herself through the body. When Balin espied her deeds, he was passing heavy in his heart, and ashamed that so fair a damosel had destroyed herself for the love of his death. Alas, said Balin, me repenteth sore the death of this knight, for the love of this damosel, for there was much true love betwixt them both, and for sorrow might not longer behold him, but turned his horse and looked toward a great forest, and there he was ware, by the arms, of his brother Balan. And when they were met they put off their helms and kissed together, and wept for joy and pity. Then Balan said, I little weened to have met with you at this sudden adventure; I am right glad of your deliverance out of your dolorous prisonment, for a man told me, in the castle of Four Stones, that ye were delivered, and that man had seen you in the court of King Arthur, and therefore I came hither into this country, for here I supposed to find you. Anon the knight Balin told his brother of his adventure of the sword, and of the death of the Lady of the Lake, and how King Arthur was displeased with him. Wherefore he sent this knight after me, that lieth here dead, and the death of this damosel grieveth me sore. So doth it me, said Balan, but ye must take the adventure that God will ordain you. Truly, said Balin, I am right heavy that my Lord Arthur is displeased with me, for he is the most worshipful knight that reigneth now on earth, and his love will I get or else will I put my life in adventure. For the King Rience lieth at a siege at the Castle Terrabil, and thither will we draw in all haste, to prove our worship and prowess upon him. I will well, said Balan, that we do, and we will help each other as brethren ought to do.
Then he looked beside him and noticed a damsel riding quickly on a beautiful horse. When she saw that Lanceor was dead, she mourned deeply and said, “Oh, Balin, you have killed two bodies and one heart, and two hearts in one body, and two souls you've lost.” With that, she took the sword from her dead lover and collapsed onto the ground in a faint. When she came to, she wept uncontrollably, which saddened Balin greatly. He approached her to take the sword from her hand, but she held it so tightly that he couldn’t take it without hurting her. Suddenly, she set the pommel on the ground and plunged it into her own body. When Balin saw what she had done, he felt a heavy sadness in his heart and was ashamed that such a beautiful damsel had taken her life for his death. “Alas,” Balin said, “I deeply regret the death of this knight because of the love of this damsel; they had true love for each other.” Overcome with sorrow, he could no longer look at it and turned his horse towards a great forest, where he saw, by the arms, his brother Balan. When they met, they removed their helmets, kissed each other, and wept for joy and pity. Then Balan said, “I never expected to meet you in this sudden adventure; I’m really glad you got out of your painful imprisonment. A man in the castle of Four Stones told me you were freed and had seen you in King Arthur's court, so I came here hoping to find you.” Immediately, the knight Balin told his brother about his adventure with the sword, the death of the Lady of the Lake, and how King Arthur was upset with him. “Because of that, he sent this knight who lies dead here after me, and the death of this damsel pains me greatly.” “It pains me too,” Balan said, “but you must take the adventure that God has in store for you.” “Indeed,” Balin replied, “I am very sorrowful that my Lord Arthur is displeased with me, for he is the most noble knight on earth, and I will earn his love or else I will risk my life on an adventure. King Rience is besieging the Castle Terrabil, and we should hurry there to prove our honor and skill against him.” “Agreed,” Balan said, “we will do this, and we will support each other as brothers should.”
CHAPTER VII.
How a dwarf reproved Balin for the
death of Lanceor, and how King Mark of Cornwall found them, and made a tomb
over them.
Now go we hence, said Balin, and well be we met. The meanwhile as they talked, there came a dwarf from the city of Camelot on horseback, as much as he might; and found the dead bodies, wherefore he made great dole, and pulled out his hair for sorrow, and said, Which of you knights have done this deed? Whereby askest thou it? said Balan. For I would wit it, said the dwarf. It was I, said Balin, that slew this knight in my defence, for hither he came to chase me, and either I must slay him or he me; and this damosel slew herself for his love, which repenteth me, and for her sake I shall owe all women the better love. Alas, said the dwarf, thou hast done great damage unto thyself, for this knight that is here dead was one of the most valiantest men that lived, and trust well, Balin, the kin of this knight will chase you through the world till they have slain you. As for that, said Balin, I fear not greatly, but I am right heavy that I have displeased my lord King Arthur, for the death of this knight. So as they talked together, there came a king of Cornwall riding, the which hight King Mark. And when he saw these two bodies dead, and understood how they were dead, by the two knights above said, then made the king great sorrow for the true love that was betwixt them, and said, I will not depart till I have on this earth made a tomb, and there he pight his pavilions and sought through all the country to find a tomb, and in a church they found one was fair and rich, and then the king let put them both in the earth, and put the tomb upon them, and wrote the names of them both on the tomb. How here lieth Lanceor the king’s son of Ireland, that at his own request was slain by the hands of Balin; and how his lady, Colombe, and paramour, slew herself with her love’s sword for dole and sorrow.
Now let's go, said Balin, and it's good to see you. While they talked, a dwarf rode up from the city of Camelot as fast as he could; he found the dead bodies and grieved deeply, pulling out his hair in sorrow. He asked, "Which of you knights did this?" "Why do you ask?" said Balan. "I want to know," replied the dwarf. "It was I," said Balin, "who killed this knight in self-defense, as he came here to pursue me. I had to either kill him or be killed by him; and this lady took her own life for his love, which makes me feel regret. Because of her, I owe all women better love." "Alas," said the dwarf, "you've caused yourself great harm, for this knight was one of the bravest men alive, and trust me, Balin, the kin of this knight will hunt you down until they have killed you." "As for that," said Balin, "I don't fear much, but I am very sorry that I've displeased my lord King Arthur because of this knight's death." While they were talking, King Mark of Cornwall rode up. Upon seeing the two dead bodies and hearing how they died, he felt great sorrow for the true love between them. He said, "I won't leave until I've built a tomb here on Earth," so he set up his pavilions and searched the land for a tomb. They found a beautiful and rich one in a church, and the king had them both buried there, placing the tomb over them and inscribing their names on it: "Here lies Lanceor, the king’s son of Ireland, who was slain by the hands of Balin at his own request; and his lady, Colombe, who took her own life with her lover’s sword from grief and sorrow."
CHAPTER VIII.
How Merlin prophesied that two the
best knights of the world should fight there, which were Sir Lancelot and Sir
Tristram.
The meanwhile as this was a-doing, in came Merlin to King Mark, and seeing all his doing, said, Here shall be in this same place the greatest battle betwixt two knights that was or ever shall be, and the truest lovers, and yet none of them shall slay other. And there Merlin wrote their names upon the tomb with letters of gold that should fight in that place, whose names were Launcelot de Lake, and Tristram. Thou art a marvellous man, said King Mark unto Merlin, that speakest of such marvels, thou art a boistous man and an unlikely to tell of such deeds. What is thy name? said King Mark. At this time, said Merlin, I will not tell, but at that time when Sir Tristram is taken with his sovereign lady, then ye shall hear and know my name, and at that time ye shall hear tidings that shall not please you. Then said Merlin to Balin, Thou hast done thyself great hurt, because that thou savest not this lady that slew herself, that might have saved her an thou wouldest. By the faith of my body, said Balin, I might not save her, for she slew herself suddenly. Me repenteth, said Merlin; because of the death of that lady thou shalt strike a stroke most dolorous that ever man struck, except the stroke of our Lord, for thou shalt hurt the truest knight and the man of most worship that now liveth, and through that stroke three kingdoms shall be in great poverty, misery and wretchedness twelve years, and the knight shall not be whole of that wound for many years. Then Merlin took his leave of Balin. And Balin said, If I wist it were sooth that ye say I should do such a perilous deed as that, I would slay myself to make thee a liar. Therewith Merlin vanished away suddenly. And then Balan and his brother took their leave of King Mark. First, said the king, tell me your name. Sir, said Balan, ye may see he beareth two swords, thereby ye may call him the Knight with the Two Swords. And so departed King Mark unto Camelot to King Arthur, and Balin took the way toward King Rience; and as they rode together they met with Merlin disguised, but they knew him not. Whither ride you? said Merlin. We have little to do, said the two knights, to tell thee. But what is thy name? said Balin. At this time, said Merlin, I will not tell it thee. It is evil seen, said the knights, that thou art a true man that thou wilt not tell thy name. As for that, said Merlin, be it as it be may, I can tell you wherefore ye ride this way, for to meet King Rience; but it will not avail you without ye have my counsel. Ah! said Balin, ye are Merlin; we will be ruled by your counsel. Come on, said Merlin, ye shall have great worship, and look that ye do knightly, for ye shall have great need. As for that, said Balin, dread you not, we will do what we may.
While this was happening, Merlin came to King Mark and, seeing what was going on, said, "Here in this very place, the greatest battle between two knights that has ever happened or will ever happen will take place, and they are the truest lovers, yet neither shall kill the other." Merlin then wrote their names on the tomb in golden letters: Launcelot de Lake and Tristram. King Mark replied to Merlin, "You are an amazing man to speak of such wonders; you are a bold man and unlikely to tell of such deeds. What is your name?" Merlin responded, "I won’t tell you now, but when Sir Tristram is with his beloved lady, you will hear my name, and at that time, you will hear news that you won't like." Then Merlin said to Balin, "You've hurt yourself greatly because you didn’t save this lady who took her own life, even though you could have." Balin said, "By my body’s faith, I couldn't save her; she killed herself quite suddenly." Merlin replied, "I regret that; because of that lady's death, you will deal a blow more sorrowful than any man has ever dealt, except for the blow of our Lord, for you will injure the truest knight and the most honorable man alive, causing three kingdoms to suffer in poverty, misery, and wretchedness for twelve years, and the knight will not recover from that wound for many years." Then Merlin took his leave from Balin. Balin said, "If I knew it were true that I would commit such a dangerous deed, I would kill myself to prove you wrong." With that, Merlin vanished suddenly. Then Balin and his brother took their leave of King Mark. "First," said the king, "tell me your name." Balin replied, "Sir, you can see he carries two swords; therefore, you may call him the Knight with the Two Swords." King Mark then left for Camelot to see King Arthur, while Balin headed towards King Rience. As they rode, they encountered Merlin in disguise, but they didn’t recognize him. "Where are you headed?" asked Merlin. "We have little to say to you," replied the two knights. "But what is your name?" Balin asked. "At this time, I will not tell you," said Merlin. "It doesn’t look good that you’re a truthful man yet won't share your name," said the knights. To that, Merlin said, "That’s how it is. But I can tell you why you’re riding this way: to meet King Rience; however, it won’t help you unless you have my counsel." Balin said, "Ah! You are Merlin; we will follow your advice." "Come on," said Merlin, "you will gain great honor, and make sure you act like knights because you will have great need of it." Balin responded, "Don't worry about that; we will do what we can."
CHAPTER IX.
How Balin and his brother, by the
counsel of Merlin, took King Rience and brought him to King Arthur.
Then Merlin lodged them in a wood among leaves beside the highway, and took off the bridles of their horses and put them to grass and laid them down to rest them till it was nigh midnight. Then Merlin bade them rise, and make them ready, for the king was nigh them, that was stolen away from his host with a three score horses of his best knights, and twenty of them rode to-fore to warn the Lady de Vance that the king was coming; for that night King Rience should have lain with her. Which is the king? said Balin. Abide, said Merlin, here in a strait way ye shall meet with him; and therewith he showed Balin and his brother where he rode.
Then Merlin took them to a wooded area next to the highway, removed the bridles from their horses, let them graze, and helped them rest until it was almost midnight. Then Merlin told them to get up and prepare, as the king was nearby, who had escaped from his camp with sixty of his best knights, and twenty of them rode ahead to inform Lady de Vance that the king was on his way; for that night, King Rience was supposed to spend the night with her. “Which king?” asked Balin. “Wait,” said Merlin, “you will encounter him here in a narrow path,” and with that, he pointed out where Balin and his brother could see him riding.
Anon Balin and his brother met with the king, and smote him down, and wounded him fiercely, and laid him to the ground; and there they slew on the right hand and the left hand, and slew more than forty of his men, and the remnant fled. Then went they again to King Rience and would have slain him had he not yielded him unto their grace. Then said he thus: Knights full of prowess, slay me not, for by my life ye may win, and by my death ye shall win nothing. Then said these two knights, Ye say sooth and truth, and so laid him on a horse-litter. With that Merlin was vanished, and came to King Arthur aforehand, and told him how his most enemy was taken and discomfited. By whom? said King Arthur. By two knights, said Merlin, that would please your lordship, and to-morrow ye shall know what knights they are. Anon after came the Knight with the Two Swords and Balan his brother, and brought with them King Rience of North Wales, and there delivered him to the porters, and charged them with him; and so they two returned again in the dawning of the day. King Arthur came then to King Rience, and said, Sir king, ye are welcome: by what adventure come ye hither? Sir, said King Rience, I came hither by an hard adventure. Who won you? said King Arthur. Sir, said the king, the Knight with the Two Swords and his brother, which are two marvellous knights of prowess. I know them not, said Arthur, but much I am beholden to them. Ah, said Merlin, I shall tell you: it is Balin that achieved the sword, and his brother Balan, a good knight, there liveth not a better of prowess and of worthiness, and it shall be the greatest dole of him that ever I knew of knight, for he shall not long endure. Alas, said King Arthur, that is great pity; for I am much beholden unto him, and I have ill deserved it unto him for his kindness. Nay, said Merlin, he shall do much more for you, and that shall ye know in haste. But, sir, are ye purveyed, said Merlin, for to-morn the host of Nero, King Rience’s brother, will set on you or noon with a great host, and therefore make you ready, for I will depart from you.
Soon, Balin and his brother met the king, attacked him fiercely, and brought him down; they killed more than forty of his men on both sides, while the rest fled. They then approached King Rience, ready to kill him, but he surrendered to their mercy. He said, "Brave knights, don’t kill me, for you can gain by my life, and my death won’t help you at all." The two knights agreed, acknowledging his truth, and placed him on a horse-litter. At that moment, Merlin disappeared and went to King Arthur to inform him that his greatest enemy had been captured and defeated. "By whom?" asked King Arthur. "By two knights that would please you, and you will find out who they are tomorrow," replied Merlin. Soon after, the Knight with the Two Swords and Balan, his brother, arrived with King Rience of North Wales, handing him over to the guards and instructing them to keep watch. Then, they returned at dawn. King Arthur greeted King Rience, saying, "Welcome, sir king! What brings you here?" "I came here through a hard challenge," King Rience replied. "Who captured you?" asked King Arthur. "The Knight with the Two Swords and his brother, who are both remarkable knights." "I don’t know them," Arthur said, "but I owe them a lot." "Ah," said Merlin, "let me tell you: it’s Balin who took the sword, and his brother Balan, a noble knight—there’s no one better in skill and worth. It will be the greatest sorrow to me that I ever knew of a knight, for he won’t last long." "Alas," King Arthur said, "that’s a great pity; I owe him so much for his kindness." "No," said Merlin, "he will do much more for you, and you’ll find out soon enough. But, sir, are you prepared? Tomorrow, Nero, King Rience’s brother, will attack you at noon with a large army, so get ready, for I will leave you now."
CHAPTER X.
How King Arthur had a battle against
Nero and King Lot of Orkney, and how King Lot was deceived by Merlin, and how
twelve kings were slain.
Then King Arthur made ready his host in ten battles and Nero was ready in the field afore the Castle Terrabil with a great host, and he had ten battles, with many more people than Arthur had. Then Nero had the vanguard with the most part of his people, and Merlin came to King Lot of the Isle of Orkney, and held him with a tale of prophecy, till Nero and his people were destroyed. And there Sir Kay the seneschal did passingly well, that the days of his life the worship went never from him; and Sir Hervis de Revel did marvellous deeds with King Arthur, and King Arthur slew that day twenty knights and maimed forty. At that time came in the Knight with the Two Swords and his brother Balan, but they two did so marvellously that the king and all the knights marvelled of them, and all they that beheld them said they were sent from heaven as angels, or devils from hell; and King Arthur said himself they were the best knights that ever he saw, for they gave such strokes that all men had wonder of them.
Then King Arthur prepared his army in ten divisions, and Nero was ready in the field in front of Castle Terrabil with a large force, having ten divisions and many more troops than Arthur. Nero took the lead with most of his soldiers, while Merlin approached King Lot of the Isle of Orkney and captivated him with a story of prophecy until Nero and his men were defeated. Sir Kay the steward performed exceptionally well, earning respect for the rest of his life; and Sir Hervis de Revel accomplished remarkable feats alongside King Arthur, who killed twenty knights and injured forty that day. At that time, the Knight with the Two Swords and his brother Balan arrived, and they amazed everyone with their skills, leading the king and all the knights to marvel at them. Those who witnessed their prowess said they were sent from heaven like angels or from hell like devils. King Arthur declared that they were the best knights he had ever seen due to the extraordinary blows they delivered, which left everyone astonished.
In the meanwhile came one to King Lot, and told him while he tarried there Nero was destroyed and slain with all his people. Alas, said King Lot, I am ashamed, for by my default there is many a worshipful man slain, for an we had been together there had been none host under the heaven that had been able for to have matched with us; this faiter with his prophecy hath mocked me. All that did Merlin, for he knew well that an King Lot had been with his body there at the first battle, King Arthur had been slain, and all his people destroyed; and well Merlin knew that one of the kings should be dead that day, and loath was Merlin that any of them both should be slain; but of the twain, he had liefer King Lot had been slain than King Arthur. Now what is best to do? said King Lot of Orkney; whether is me better to treat with King Arthur or to fight, for the greater part of our people are slain and destroyed? Sir, said a knight, set on Arthur for they are weary and forfoughten and we be fresh. As for me, said King Lot, I would every knight would do his part as I would do mine. And then they advanced banners and smote together and all to-shivered their spears; and Arthur’s knights, with the help of the Knight with the Two Swords and his brother Balan put King Lot and his host to the worse. But always King Lot held him in the foremost front, and did marvellous deeds of arms, for all his host was borne up by his hands, for he abode all knights. Alas he might not endure, the which was great pity, that so worthy a knight as he was one should be overmatched, that of late time afore had been a knight of King Arthur’s, and wedded the sister of King Arthur; and for King Arthur lay by King Lot’s wife, the which was Arthur’s sister, and gat on her Mordred, therefore King Lot held against Arthur. So there was a knight that was called the Knight with the Strange Beast, and at that time his right name was called Pellinore, the which was a good man of prowess, and he smote a mighty stroke at King Lot as he fought with all his enemies, and he failed of his stroke, and smote the horse’s neck, that he fell to the ground with King Lot. And therewith anon Pellinore smote him a great stroke through the helm and head unto the brows. And then all the host of Orkney fled for the death of King Lot, and there were slain many mothers’ sons. But King Pellinore bare the wite of the death of King Lot, wherefore Sir Gawaine revenged the death of his father the tenth year after he was made knight, and slew King Pellinore with his own hands. Also there were slain at that battle twelve kings on the side of King Lot with Nero, and all were buried in the Church of Saint Stephen’s in Camelot, and the remnant of knights and of others were buried in a great rock.
While King Lot was there, someone came and told him that Nero had been destroyed and killed along with all his people. “Oh no,” said King Lot, “I’m ashamed because my failure has caused many honorable men to be slain. If we had been together, no army under heaven could have matched us; this prophet has mocked me.” Merlin knew well that if King Lot had fought in the first battle, King Arthur would have been killed and his men destroyed. Merlin was aware that one of the kings needed to die that day, and he wished none of them would fall, but he preferred it be King Lot rather than King Arthur. “What’s the best thing to do now?” asked King Lot of Orkney. “Should I negotiate with King Arthur or fight? Most of our people are dead.” A knight replied, “Attack Arthur, as they are tired and we've just arrived fresh.” King Lot responded, “I wish every knight would do as much as I intend to do.” They then raised their banners and clashed, breaking their spears. Arthur’s knights, aided by the Knight with the Two Swords and his brother Balan, turned King Lot and his army back. Yet King Lot stayed in the front line, displaying incredible feats of valor, as his presence energized his men. Unfortunately, he couldn’t endure the fight, which was a great pity, because such a worthy knight should not be outmatched; he had once been a knight of King Arthur and married Arthur's sister. The conflict arose partly because King Arthur had been with King Lot’s wife, also Arthur’s sister, and had fathered Mordred with her. There was a knight known as the Knight with the Strange Beast, whose true name was Pellinore, a skilled warrior. He struck a powerful blow against King Lot during the battle, but missed his target, hitting the horse’s neck instead, causing it to fall with King Lot. Pellinore then dealt a significant blow through Lot's helmet and head, down to his brow. Following King Lot’s death, the army of Orkney fled, leading to many deaths among them. King Pellinore was held responsible for King Lot’s death, which led Sir Gawaine to avenge his father’s death, killing Pellinore with his own hands ten years after he became a knight. Additionally, twelve kings fighting for King Lot alongside Nero were killed, and all were buried in the Church of Saint Stephen’s in Camelot, while the remaining knights and others were buried in a large rock.
CHAPTER XI.
Of the interment of twelve kings, and
of the prophecy of Merlin, and how Balin should give the dolorous stroke.
So at the interment came King Lot’s wife Margawse with her four sons, Gawaine, Agravaine, Gaheris, and Gareth. Also there came thither King Uriens, Sir Ewaine’s father, and Morgan le Fay his wife that was King Arthur’s sister. All these came to the interment. But of all these twelve kings King Arthur let make the tomb of King Lot passing richly, and made his tomb by his own; and then Arthur let make twelve images of latten and copper, and over-gilt it with gold, in the sign of twelve kings, and each one of them held a taper of wax that burnt day and night; and King Arthur was made in sign of a figure standing above them with a sword drawn in his hand, and all the twelve figures had countenance like unto men that were overcome. All this made Merlin by his subtle craft, and there he told the king, When I am dead these tapers shall burn no longer, and soon after the adventures of the Sangreal shall come among you and be achieved. Also he told Arthur how Balin the worshipful knight shall give the dolorous stroke, whereof shall fall great vengeance. Oh, where is Balin and Balan and Pellinore? said King Arthur. As for Pellinore, said Merlin, he will meet with you soon; and as for Balin he will not be long from you; but the other brother will depart, ye shall see him no more. By my faith, said Arthur, they are two marvellous knights, and namely Balin passeth of prowess of any knight that ever I found, for much beholden am I unto him; would God he would abide with me. Sir, said Merlin, look ye keep well the scabbard of Excalibur, for ye shall lose no blood while ye have the scabbard upon you, though ye have as many wounds upon you as ye may have. So after, for great trust, Arthur betook the scabbard to Morgan le Fay his sister, and she loved another knight better than her husband King Uriens or King Arthur, and she would have had Arthur her brother slain, and therefore she let make another scabbard like it by enchantment, and gave the scabbard Excalibur to her love; and the knight’s name was called Accolon, that after had near slain King Arthur. After this Merlin told unto King Arthur of the prophecy that there should be a great battle beside Salisbury, and Mordred his own son should be against him. Also he told him that Bagdemegus was his cousin, and germain unto King Uriens.
So at the burial, King Lot’s wife Margawse showed up with her four sons, Gawaine, Agravaine, Gaheris, and Gareth. King Uriens, Sir Ewaine’s father, also came, along with Morgan le Fay, his wife and King Arthur’s sister. They all attended the burial. Among all these twelve kings, King Arthur had King Lot’s tomb made exceptionally grand and placed his tomb nearby. Then Arthur had twelve figures created from brass and copper, plated with gold, to represent the twelve kings, each of whom held a wax candle that burned day and night. King Arthur was depicted standing above them with a sword drawn in his hand, and all twelve figures looked like men who had been defeated. Merlin crafted all this with his clever skill, and he told the king, “When I die, these candles will stop burning, and soon after, the adventures of the Sangreal will arrive among you and will be completed.” He also informed Arthur that the noble knight Balin would deliver the sorrowful stroke, which would lead to great vengeance. “Oh, where are Balin, Balan, and Pellinore?” asked King Arthur. Merlin replied, “As for Pellinore, he will meet you soon; Balin won’t be long in coming either, but you will not see the other brother again.” “By my faith,” said Arthur, “they are two remarkable knights, and especially Balin surpasses any knight I have ever encountered; I owe him much. I wish he would stay with me.” “Sir,” said Merlin, “make sure you keep the scabbard of Excalibur safe, for you will lose no blood as long as you have the scabbard on you, even if you are wounded many times.” Trusting Merlin greatly, Arthur handed the scabbard to his sister Morgan le Fay. However, she loved another knight more than her husband King Uriens or King Arthur, and she wanted to have Arthur slain. So, she had another scabbard made just like it through magic and gave the Excalibur scabbard to her lover, named Accolon, who nearly killed King Arthur later on. After this, Merlin warned King Arthur about a prophecy predicting a great battle near Salisbury, where his own son Mordred would be against him. He also informed him that Bagdemegus was his cousin and related to King Uriens.
CHAPTER XII.
How a sorrowful knight came before
Arthur, and how Balin fetched him, and how that knight was slain by a knight
invisible.
Within a day or two King Arthur was somewhat sick, and he let pitch his pavilion in a meadow, and there he laid him down on a pallet to sleep, but he might have no rest. Right so he heard a great noise of an horse, and therewith the king looked out at the porch of the pavilion, and saw a knight coming even by him, making great dole. Abide, fair sir, said Arthur, and tell me wherefore thou makest this sorrow. Ye may little amend me, said the knight, and so passed forth to the castle of Meliot. Anon after there came Balin, and when he saw King Arthur he alighted off his horse, and came to the King on foot, and saluted him. By my head, said Arthur, ye be welcome. Sir, right now came riding this way a knight making great mourn, for what cause I cannot tell; wherefore I would desire of you of your courtesy and of your gentleness to fetch again that knight either by force or else by his good will. I will do more for your lordship than that, said Balin; and so he rode more than a pace, and found the knight with a damosel in a forest, and said, Sir knight, ye must come with me unto King Arthur, for to tell him of your sorrow. That will I not, said the knight, for it will scathe me greatly, and do you none avail. Sir, said Balin, I pray you make you ready, for ye must go with me, or else I must fight with you and bring you by force, and that were me loath to do. Will ye be my warrant, said the knight, an I go with you? Yea, said Balin, or else I will die therefore. And so he made him ready to go with Balin, and left the damosel still. And as they were even afore King Arthur’s pavilion, there came one invisible, and smote this knight that went with Balin throughout the body with a spear. Alas, said the knight, I am slain under your conduct with a knight called Garlon; therefore take my horse that is better than yours, and ride to the damosel, and follow the quest that I was in as she will lead you, and revenge my death when ye may. That shall I do, said Balin, and that I make vow unto knighthood; and so he departed from this knight with great sorrow. So King Arthur let bury this knight richly, and made a mention on his tomb, how there was slain Herlews le Berbeus, and by whom the treachery was done, the knight Garlon. But ever the damosel bare the truncheon of the spear with her that Sir Herlews was slain withal.
Within a day or two, King Arthur was feeling a bit unwell, so he had his pavilion set up in a meadow and lay down on a pallet to sleep, but he couldn't rest. Just then, he heard the loud noise of a horse, and looking out from the porch of the pavilion, he saw a knight approaching, looking very distressed. "Wait, good sir," Arthur called, "and tell me why you are so sorrowful." "You can do little to help me," replied the knight, and he continued on to the castle of Meliot. Shortly after, Balin arrived, and when he saw King Arthur, he dismounted and approached the King on foot, greeting him. "By my head," Arthur said, "you are welcome. Just now, a knight rode this way, looking extremely mournful, and I can't tell you why; I would ask you, out of your courtesy and kindness, to bring that knight back, either by force or by persuasion." "I will do more than that for you," Balin responded, and he rode off hastily, finding the knight with a damsel in a forest. "Sir knight," he said, "you must come with me to King Arthur to share your troubles." "I won't do that," the knight replied, "for it would harm me greatly and do you no good." "Sir," Balin insisted, "I urge you to prepare yourself, for you must come with me, or else I will have to fight you and bring you by force, which I would rather not do." "Will you be my guarantee if I go with you?" asked the knight. "Yes," Balin said, "or I will die trying." And so, the knight got ready to go with Balin, leaving the damsel behind. As they approached King Arthur's pavilion, an invisible assailant struck the knight accompanying Balin with a spear, piercing him through the body. "Alas," the knight cried, "I am slain under your guidance by a knight called Garlon; please take my horse, which is better than yours, and ride to the damsel, following the quest I was on as she will lead you, and avenge my death when you can." "I will do that," Balin vowed, "and I swear it by knighthood." With great sorrow, he departed from the knight. King Arthur had the knight buried with honor and had an inscription placed on his tomb, noting that Herlews le Berbeus was slain and by whom the treachery was committed, the knight Garlon. All the while, the damsel held onto the spear's broken tip that had killed Sir Herlews.
CHAPTER XIII.
How Balin and the damosel met with a
knight which was in likewise slain, and how the damosel bled for the custom of
a castle.
So Balin and the damosel rode into a forest, and there met with a knight that had been a-hunting, and that knight asked Balin for what cause he made so great sorrow. Me list not to tell you, said Balin. Now, said the knight, an I were armed as ye be I would fight with you. That should little need, said Balin, I am not afeard to tell you, and told him all the cause how it was. Ah, said the knight, is this all? here I ensure you by the faith of my body never to depart from you while my life lasteth. And so they went to the hostelry and armed them, and so rode forth with Balin. And as they came by an hermitage even by a churchyard, there came the knight Garlon invisible, and smote this knight, Perin de Mountbeliard, through the body with a spear. Alas, said the knight, I am slain by this traitor knight that rideth invisible. Alas, said Balin, it is not the first despite he hath done me; and there the hermit and Balin buried the knight under a rich stone and a tomb royal. And on the morn they found letters of gold written, how Sir Gawaine shall revenge his father’s death, King Lot, on the King Pellinore. Anon after this Balin and the damosel rode till they came to a castle, and there Balin alighted, and he and the damosel went to go into the castle, and anon as Balin came within the castle’s gate the portcullis fell down at his back, and there fell many men about the damosel, and would have slain her. When Balin saw that, he was sore aggrieved, for he might not help the damosel. Then he went up into the tower, and leapt over walls into the ditch, and hurt him not; and anon he pulled out his sword and would have foughten with them. And they all said nay, they would not fight with him, for they did nothing but the old custom of the castle; and told him how their lady was sick, and had lain many years, and she might not be whole but if she had a dish of silver full of blood of a clean maid and a king’s daughter; and therefore the custom of this castle is, there shall no damosel pass this way but she shall bleed of her blood in a silver dish full. Well, said Balin, she shall bleed as much as she may bleed, but I will not lose the life of her whiles my life lasteth. And so Balin made her to bleed by her good will, but her blood helped not the lady. And so he and she rested there all night, and had there right good cheer, and on the morn they passed on their ways. And as it telleth after in the Sangreal, that Sir Percivale’s sister helped that lady with her blood, whereof she was dead.
So Balin and the lady rode into a forest, where they encountered a knight who had been hunting. The knight asked Balin why he seemed so troubled. “I don't want to tell you,” Balin replied. “If I were armed like you, I would fight you,” the knight said. “That wouldn’t be necessary,” Balin replied; he wasn’t afraid to explain his troubles, and he shared everything that had happened. “Is that all?” the knight asked. “I swear by my life, I won’t leave you while I live.” They then went to an inn, armed themselves, and rode off with Balin. As they passed an hermitage near a churchyard, the invisible knight Garlon struck the knight Perin de Mountbeliard through the body with a spear. “Alas, I am slain by this treacherous knight who rides invisibly!” exclaimed Perin. “Alas,” said Balin, “this isn’t the first betrayal he’s shown me.” The hermit and Balin buried the knight under an ornate stone and a royal tomb. The next morning, they found golden letters stating that Sir Gawaine would avenge his father, King Lot's death, on King Pellinore. Shortly after, Balin and the lady rode until they reached a castle. Balin dismounted, and he and the lady entered the castle. As soon as Balin stepped inside, the portcullis crashed down behind him, and many men surrounded the lady, trying to kill her. Seeing this, Balin was greatly pained because he couldn’t help her. He climbed up to the tower, jumped over the walls into the ditch, without injuring himself, and pulled out his sword, ready to fight. The men said no, they wouldn’t fight him, as they were only following the old customs of the castle. They explained that their lady had been sick for many years and could only be healed with a dish of silver filled with blood from a pure maiden and a king’s daughter. Therefore, the custom of the castle was that no maiden could pass this way without bleeding into a silver dish. “Well,” said Balin, “she can bleed as much as necessary, but I won’t let her die while I’m alive.” So, Balin had her bleed willingly, but her blood didn’t help the lady. They spent the night there, enjoying good hospitality, and the next morning they continued on their journey. As narrated later in the Sangreal, Sir Percivale's sister helped the lady with her blood, which ultimately led to her death.
CHAPTER XIV.
How Balin met with that knight named
Garlon at a feast, and there he slew him, to have his blood to heal therewith
the son of his host.
Then they rode three or four days and never met with adventure, and by hap they were lodged with a gentle man that was a rich man and well at ease. And as they sat at their supper Balin overheard one complain grievously by him in a chair. What is this noise? said Balin. Forsooth, said his host, I will tell you. I was but late at a jousting, and there I jousted with a knight that is brother unto King Pellam, and twice smote I him down, and then he promised to quit me on my best friend; and so he wounded my son, that cannot be whole till I have of that knight’s blood, and he rideth alway invisible; but I know not his name. Ah! said Balin, I know that knight, his name is Garlon, he hath slain two knights of mine in the same manner, therefore I had liefer meet with that knight than all the gold in this realm, for the despite he hath done me. Well, said his host, I shall tell you, King Pellam of Listeneise hath made do cry in all this country a great feast that shall be within these twenty days, and no knight may come there but if he bring his wife with him, or his paramour; and that knight, your enemy and mine, ye shall see that day. Then I behote you, said Balin, part of his blood to heal your son withal. We will be forward to-morn, said his host. So on the morn they rode all three toward Pellam, and they had fifteen days’ journey or they came thither; and that same day began the great feast. And so they alighted and stabled their horses, and went into the castle; but Balin’s host might not be let in because he had no lady. Then Balin was well received and brought unto a chamber and unarmed him; and there were brought him robes to his pleasure, and would have had Balin leave his sword behind him. Nay, said Balin, that do I not, for it is the custom of my country a knight always to keep his weapon with him, and that custom will I keep, or else I will depart as I came. Then they gave him leave to wear his sword, and so he went unto the castle, and was set among knights of worship, and his lady afore him.
Then they traveled for three or four days without encountering any adventures, until they happened to stay with a wealthy gentleman who was comfortable in his life. While they were having supper, Balin overheard someone complaining loudly from a chair nearby. “What’s all this noise?” Balin asked. “Well,” said his host, “I'll tell you. I was recently at a joust where I competed against a knight who is the brother of King Pellam. I knocked him down twice, and then he promised to take revenge on my closest friend. As a result, he injured my son, who won’t fully recover until I have that knight’s blood. But he always rides invisibly, and I don’t know his name.” “Ah!” said Balin, “I know that knight; his name is Garlon. He has killed two of my knights in the same way, so I would rather face him than gain all the gold in this kingdom because of the insult he has caused me.” “Well,” said his host, “I should tell you that King Pellam of Listeneise has announced a grand feast in this region that will take place within twenty days, and no knight can attend without bringing his wife or his mistress; you’ll see that knight, your enemy and mine, on that day.” “Then I vow,” said Balin, “part of his blood will be used to heal your son.” “We’ll set out in the morning,” said his host. So, the next day, the three of them rode towards Pellam, which was a journey of fifteen days until they arrived; that same day the grand feast began. After they arrived, they stabled their horses and entered the castle, but Balin’s host couldn’t get in because he didn’t have a lady with him. Balin, however, was well-received and taken to a chamber where he was unarmed. They brought him robes for his comfort and suggested that he leave his sword behind. “No,” said Balin, “I won't do that. In my country, it’s customary for a knight to always keep his weapon with him, and I’ll stick to that tradition, or I’ll leave as I came.” Then they allowed him to wear his sword, and he went into the castle, where he was seated among esteemed knights, with his lady in front of him.
Soon Balin asked a knight, Is there not a knight in this court whose name is Garlon? Yonder he goeth, said a knight, he with the black face; he is the marvellest knight that is now living, for he destroyeth many good knights, for he goeth invisible. Ah well, said Balin, is that he? Then Balin advised him long: If I slay him here I shall not escape, and if I leave him now, peradventure I shall never meet with him again at such a steven, and much harm he will do an he live. Therewith this Garlon espied that this Balin beheld him, and then he came and smote Balin on the face with the back of his hand, and said, Knight, why beholdest me so? for shame therefore, eat thy meat and do that thou came for. Thou sayest sooth, said Balin, this is not the first despite that thou hast done me, and therefore I will do what I came for, and rose up fiercely and clave his head to the shoulders. Give me the truncheon, said Balin to his lady, wherewith he slew your knight. Anon she gave it him, for alway she bare the truncheon with her. And therewith Balin smote him through the body, and said openly, With that truncheon thou hast slain a good knight, and now it sticketh in thy body. And then Balin called unto him his host, saying, Now may ye fetch blood enough to heal your son withal.
Soon Balin asked a knight, "Is there a knight in this court named Garlon?" "There he goes," said a knight, "that one with the black face; he’s the most extraordinary knight alive right now, for he defeats many good knights by turning invisible." "Oh really," said Balin, "is that him? Then I’ve thought about it a lot: If I kill him here, I won’t escape, and if I let him go now, I might never get the chance to face him again, and he’ll cause a lot of harm if he’s still alive." Just then, Garlon noticed that Balin was watching him, and he came over and slapped Balin in the face with the back of his hand, saying, "Knight, why are you staring at me? Shame on you, eat your meal and do what you came to do." "You’re right," said Balin, "this isn’t the first insult you’ve given me, and so I will do what I came for." With that, he got up angrily and struck Garlon's head off his shoulders. "Give me the weapon," said Balin to his lady, "with which I killed your knight." Immediately she handed it to him, for she always carried the weapon with her. Then Balin drove it through Garlon's body, saying loudly, "With this weapon, you've killed a good knight, and now it’s stuck in your body." After that, Balin called to his host, saying, "Now you can collect enough blood to heal your son."
CHAPTER XV.
How Balin fought with King Pellam, and
how his sword brake, and how he gat a spear wherewith he smote the dolorous
stroke.
Anon all the knights arose from the table for to set on Balin, and King Pellam himself arose up fiercely, and said, Knight, hast thou slain my brother? thou shalt die therefore or thou depart. Well, said Balin, do it yourself. Yes, said King Pellam, there shall no man have ado with thee but myself, for the love of my brother. Then King Pellam caught in his hand a grim weapon and smote eagerly at Balin; but Balin put the sword betwixt his head and the stroke, and therewith his sword burst in sunder. And when Balin was weaponless he ran into a chamber for to seek some weapon, and so from chamber to chamber, and no weapon he could find, and always King Pellam after him. And at the last he entered into a chamber that was marvellously well dight and richly, and a bed arrayed with cloth of gold, the richest that might be thought, and one lying therein, and thereby stood a table of clean gold with four pillars of silver that bare up the table, and upon the table stood a marvellous spear strangely wrought. And when Balin saw that spear, he gat it in his hand and turned him to King Pellam, and smote him passingly sore with that spear, that King Pellam fell down in a swoon, and therewith the castle roof and walls brake and fell to the earth, and Balin fell down so that he might not stir foot nor hand. And so the most part of the castle, that was fallen down through that dolorous stroke, lay upon Pellam and Balin three days.
Soon, all the knights got up from the table to confront Balin, and King Pellam stood up angrily, saying, "Knight, have you killed my brother? You will either die for this or leave." Balin replied, "Go ahead and do it yourself." King Pellam responded, "No man will deal with you but me, out of love for my brother." Then, King Pellam grabbed a fierce weapon and attacked Balin eagerly, but Balin blocked the strike with his sword, which shattered into pieces. Weaponless, Balin ran into a room to find another weapon, moving from room to room while King Pellam pursued him. Eventually, he entered a beautifully decorated chamber, where a bed was draped in rich gold fabric and someone lay upon it. Nearby stood a golden table supported by four silver pillars, and on the table rested a remarkable spear intricately designed. When Balin saw the spear, he took it in hand and turned to King Pellam, striking him painfully with it, causing Pellam to collapse in a faint. At that moment, the castle’s roof and walls crashed down to the ground, and Balin was knocked down as well, unable to move. For three days, most of the fallen castle lay on Pellam and Balin.
CHAPTER XVI.
How Balin was delivered by Merlin,
and saved a knight that would have slain himself for love.
Then Merlin came thither and took up Balin, and gat him a good horse, for his was dead, and bade him ride out of that country. I would have my damosel, said Balin. Lo, said Merlin, where she lieth dead. And King Pellam lay so, many years sore wounded, and might never be whole till Galahad the haut prince healed him in the quest of the Sangreal, for in that place was part of the blood of our Lord Jesus Christ, that Joseph of Arimathea brought into this land, and there himself lay in that rich bed. And that was the same spear that Longius smote our Lord to the heart; and King Pellam was nigh of Joseph’s kin, and that was the most worshipful man that lived in those days, and great pity it was of his hurt, for through that stroke, turned to great dole, tray and tene. Then departed Balin from Merlin, and said, In this world we meet never no more. So he rode forth through the fair countries and cities, and found the people dead, slain on every side. And all that were alive cried, O Balin, thou hast caused great damage in these countries; for the dolorous stroke thou gavest unto King Pellam three countries are destroyed, and doubt not but the vengeance will fall on thee at the last. When Balin was past those countries he was passing fain.
Then Merlin came there and picked up Balin, getting him a good horse since his was dead, and told him to ride out of that country. “I want my lady,” said Balin. “Look,” said Merlin, “where she lies dead.” King Pellam had been lying like that for many years, severely wounded, and could never heal until Galahad the noble prince healed him on the quest for the Holy Grail, because in that place was part of the blood of our Lord Jesus Christ, which Joseph of Arimathea brought into this land, and there he himself lay in that rich bed. And that was the same spear that Longinus pierced our Lord with; King Pellam was nearly related to Joseph, and he was the most honorable man alive at that time, and it was a great pity for his injury, for through that strike, there was great sorrow, betrayal, and anguish. Then Balin left Merlin, saying, “In this world, we will never meet again.” So he rode on through the beautiful lands and cities, and found people dead, slain all around. And all those who were alive cried, “O Balin, you have caused great destruction in these lands; for the sorrowful strike you dealt to King Pellam has destroyed three countries, and don’t doubt that the vengeance will eventually come upon you.” Once Balin passed those countries, he was very glad.
So he rode eight days or he met with adventure. And at the last he came into a fair forest in a valley, and was ware of a tower, and there beside he saw a great horse of war, tied to a tree, and there beside sat a fair knight on the ground and made great mourning, and he was a likely man, and a well made. Balin said, God save you, why be ye so heavy? tell me and I will amend it, an I may, to my power. Sir knight, said he again, thou dost me great grief, for I was in merry thoughts, and now thou puttest me to more pain. Balin went a little from him, and looked on his horse; then heard Balin him say thus: Ah, fair lady, why have ye broken my promise, for thou promisest me to meet me here by noon, and I may curse thee that ever ye gave me this sword, for with this sword I slay myself, and pulled it out. And therewith Balin stert unto him and took him by the hand. Let go my hand, said the knight, or else I shall slay thee. That shall not need, said Balin, for I shall promise you my help to get you your lady, an ye will tell me where she is. What is your name? said the knight. My name is Balin le Savage. Ah, sir, I know you well enough, ye are the Knight with the Two Swords, and the man of most prowess of your hands living. What is your name? said Balin. My name is Garnish of the Mount, a poor man’s son, but by my prowess and hardiness a duke hath made me knight, and gave me lands; his name is Duke Hermel, and his daughter is she that I love, and she me as I deemed. How far is she hence? said Balin. But six mile, said the knight. Now ride we hence, said these two knights. So they rode more than a pace, till that they came to a fair castle well walled and ditched. I will into the castle, said Balin, and look if she be there. So he went in and searched from chamber to chamber, and found her bed, but she was not there. Then Balin looked into a fair little garden, and under a laurel tree he saw her lie upon a quilt of green samite and a knight in her arms, fast halsing either other, and under their heads grass and herbs. When Balin saw her lie so with the foulest knight that ever he saw, and she a fair lady, then Balin went through all the chambers again, and told the knight how he found her as she had slept fast, and so brought him in the place there she lay fast sleeping.
So he rode for eight days or encountered adventure. Eventually, he came to a beautiful forest in a valley and noticed a tower. Next to it, he saw a great warhorse tied to a tree, and seated on the ground was a noble knight who was mourning deeply. He was an impressive-looking man. Balin said, "God save you, why are you so sad? Tell me and I’ll do what I can to fix it." The knight replied, "You cause me great sorrow, for I was in cheerful spirits, and now you increase my pain." Balin stepped back a bit and looked at his horse. Then he heard the knight say, "Oh, fair lady, why have you broken your promise? You promised to meet me here by noon, and I curse the day you gave me this sword, for with this sword I will end my own life," and he pulled it out. At that moment, Balin rushed over and took the knight by the hand. "Let go of my hand," said the knight, "or I will kill you." "That won’t be necessary," said Balin, "for I promise to help you get your lady if you tell me where she is." "What is your name?" asked the knight. "My name is Balin le Savage." "Ah, sir, I know you well; you are the Knight with the Two Swords and the greatest warrior alive." "What is your name?" asked Balin. "My name is Garnish of the Mount, a poor man's son, but due to my bravery and skill, a duke made me a knight and gave me lands. His name is Duke Hermel, and his daughter is the one I love, and I believe she loves me too." "How far away is she?" asked Balin. "Just six miles," said the knight. "Then let’s ride," said both knights. They rode at a brisk pace until they reached a fine castle that was well fortified and surrounded by a ditch. "I will go into the castle and see if she is there," said Balin. He entered and searched room by room, finding her bed, but she was not there. Then Balin looked into a lovely little garden and saw her lying on a green satin quilt with a knight in her arms, both tightly embracing on a bed of grass and herbs. When Balin saw her there with the ugliest knight he’d ever seen while she looked so beautiful, he went through all the chambers again and told the knight how he found her sleeping soundly, then brought him to the place where she lay fast asleep.
CHAPTER XVII.
How that knight slew his love and a
knight lying by her, and after, how he slew himself with his own sword, and how
Balin rode toward a castle where he lost his life.
And when Garnish beheld her so lying, for pure sorrow his mouth and nose burst out a-bleeding, and with his sword he smote off both their heads, and then he made sorrow out of measure, and said, O Balin, much sorrow hast thou brought unto me, for hadst thou not shewed me that sight I should have passed my sorrow. Forsooth, said Balin, I did it to this intent that it should better thy courage, and that ye might see and know her falsehood, and to cause you to leave love of such a lady; God knoweth I did none other but as I would ye did to me. Alas, said Garnish, now is my sorrow double that I may not endure, now have I slain that I most loved in all my life; and therewith suddenly he rove himself on his own sword unto the hilts. When Balin saw that, he dressed him thenceward, lest folk would say he had slain them; and so he rode forth, and within three days he came by a cross, and thereon were letters of gold written, that said, It is not for no knight alone to ride toward this castle. Then saw he an old hoar gentleman coming toward him, that said, Balin le Savage, thou passest thy bounds to come this way, therefore turn again and it will avail thee. And he vanished away anon; and so he heard an horn blow as it had been the death of a beast. That blast, said Balin, is blown for me, for I am the prize and yet am I not dead. Anon withal he saw an hundred ladies and many knights, that welcomed him with fair semblant, and made him passing good cheer unto his sight, and led him into the castle, and there was dancing and minstrelsy and all manner of joy. Then the chief lady of the castle said, Knight with the Two Swords, ye must have ado and joust with a knight hereby that keepeth an island, for there may no man pass this way but he must joust or he pass. That is an unhappy custom, said Balin, that a knight may not pass this way but if he joust. Ye shall not have ado but with one knight, said the lady.
And when Garnish saw her lying there, pure sorrow caused his mouth and nose to bleed, and with his sword, he chopped off both their heads. Then he grieved greatly and said, "Oh Balin, you have brought me so much sorrow. If you hadn't shown me that sight, I could have avoided my pain." Balin replied, "I did it to strengthen your courage, so you could see her true nature and let go of your love for such a lady. I only acted as I would hope you would for me." "Alas," Garnish said, "my sorrow is now double and unbearable, for I have slain the one I loved most in my life." With that, he suddenly drove his own sword into himself, all the way to the hilt. When Balin saw that, he quickly moved away, fearing that people would claim he had killed them. He rode on and within three days came to a cross, where letters of gold were inscribed that read, "It is not for any knight to ride toward this castle alone." Then he saw an old gray man approaching him, who said, "Balin le Savage, you are overstepping your bounds by coming this way; turn back and it will benefit you." And he vanished right away. Soon after, Balin heard a horn blow, like the death of a beast. "That blast," said Balin, "is for me, for I am the prize and yet I'm not dead." Suddenly, he saw a hundred ladies and many knights welcoming him with warm smiles and treating him kindly, leading him into the castle, where there was dancing, music, and all sorts of joy. Then the chief lady of the castle said, "Knight with the Two Swords, you must contend and joust with a knight nearby who guards an island, for no one can pass this way unless they joust." "That is an unfortunate rule," Balin said, "that a knight cannot pass unless he jousts." "You will only have to joust with one knight," the lady replied.
Well, said Balin, since I shall thereto I am ready, but travelling men are oft weary and their horses too, but though my horse be weary my heart is not weary, I would be fain there my death should be. Sir, said a knight to Balin, methinketh your shield is not good, I will lend you a bigger. Thereof I pray you. And so he took the shield that was unknown and left his own, and so rode unto the island, and put him and his horse in a great boat; and when he came on the other side he met with a damosel, and she said, O knight Balin, why have ye left your own shield? alas ye have put yourself in great danger, for by your shield ye should have been known; it is great pity of you as ever was of knight, for of thy prowess and hardiness thou hast no fellow living. Me repenteth, said Balin, that ever I came within this country, but I may not turn now again for shame, and what adventure shall fall to me, be it life or death, I will take the adventure that shall come to me. And then he looked on his armour, and understood he was well armed, and therewith blessed him and mounted upon his horse.
“Alright,” said Balin, “since I'm going, I'm ready. But travelers often get tired, and so do their horses. Even if my horse is tired, my spirit isn't. I would willingly meet my end there.” A knight said to Balin, “I think your shield isn’t great. Let me lend you a bigger one.” “I appreciate that.” So he took the unknown shield and left his own behind. He rode to the island and boarded a large boat with his horse. When he arrived on the other side, he encountered a lady, who said, “Oh, Knight Balin, why did you leave your shield? You’ve put yourself in great danger! Your shield would have identified you. It’s such a shame for anyone to suffer such a loss, for you have no equal in bravery and skill.” “I regret,” said Balin, “that I ever entered this land, but I can’t turn back now without shame. Whatever adventure comes, whether it's life or death, I’ll face it.” Then he looked at his armor and realized he was well-equipped. With that, he blessed himself and mounted his horse.
CHAPTER XVIII.
How Balin met with his brother
Balan, and how each of them slew other unknown, till they were wounded to
death.
Then afore him he saw come riding out of a castle a knight, and his horse trapped all red, and himself in the same colour. When this knight in the red beheld Balin, him thought it should be his brother Balin by cause of his two swords, but by cause he knew not his shield he deemed it was not he. And so they aventryd their spears and came marvellously fast together, and they smote each other in the shields, but their spears and their course were so big that it bare down horse and man, that they lay both in a swoon. But Balin was bruised sore with the fall of his horse, for he was weary of travel. And Balan was the first that rose on foot and drew his sword, and went toward Balin, and he arose and went against him; but Balan smote Balin first, and he put up his shield and smote him through the shield and tamed his helm. Then Balin smote him again with that unhappy sword, and well-nigh had felled his brother Balan, and so they fought there together till their breaths failed. Then Balin looked up to the castle and saw the towers stand full of ladies. So they went unto battle again, and wounded everych other dolefully, and then they breathed ofttimes, and so went unto battle that all the place there as they fought was blood red. And at that time there was none of them both but they had either smitten other seven great wounds, so that the least of them might have been the death of the mightiest giant in this world.
Then in front of him, he saw a knight riding out of a castle, his horse fully outfitted in red, and himself dressed in the same color. When this knight in red spotted Balin, he thought it might be his brother Balin because of his two swords, but since he didn't recognize his shield, he figured it couldn't be him. So they charged at each other with their spears and collided incredibly fast, striking each other's shields, but their spears and their momentum were so powerful that they knocked down both horse and rider, leaving them both unconscious. Balin was injured from the fall of his horse because he was already exhausted from travel. Balan was the first to get up, drew his sword, and approached Balin, who also got up and went toward him; however, Balan struck Balin first, and he raised his shield but was hit through it, damaging his helmet. Then Balin retaliated with that cursed sword and nearly knocked his brother Balan down, and they fought fiercely until they were out of breath. Then Balin glanced up at the castle and saw the towers filled with ladies. They resumed their battle, inflicting serious wounds on each other, and frequently paused to catch their breath, but continued to fight until the ground around them was soaked in blood. At that point, both of them had inflicted at least seven significant wounds on each other, enough that even the lightest one could have killed the mightiest giant in the world.
Then they went to battle again so marvellously that doubt it was to hear of that battle for the great blood-shedding, and their hauberks unnailed that naked they were on every side. At last Balan the younger brother withdrew him a little and laid him down. Then said Balin le Savage, What knight art thou? for or now I found never no knight that matched me. My name is, said he, Balan, brother unto the good knight, Balin. Alas, said Balin, that ever I should see this day, and therewith he fell backward in a swoon. Then Balan yede on all four feet and hands, and put off the helm off his brother, and might not know him by the visage it was so ful hewn and bled; but when he awoke he said, O Balan, my brother, thou hast slain me and I thee, wherefore all the wide world shall speak of us both. Alas, said Balan, that ever I saw this day, that through mishap I might not know you, for I espied well your two swords, but by cause ye had another shield I deemed ye had been another knight. Alas, said Balin, all that made an unhappy knight in the castle, for he caused me to leave my own shield to our both’s destruction, and if I might live I would destroy that castle for ill customs. That were well done, said Balan, for I had never grace to depart from them since that I came hither, for here it happed me to slay a knight that kept this island, and since might I never depart, and no more should ye, brother, an ye might have slain me as ye have, and escaped yourself with the life.
Then they went into battle again so impressively that it was hard to believe the violence of the fight, and their armor was so damaged that they were nearly naked on every side. Finally, Balan, the younger brother, pulled back a bit and lay down. Then Balin le Savage asked, "What knight are you? I've never found anyone who could match me." "My name is Balan," he replied, "brother of the good knight Balin." "Alas," said Balin, "that I should see this day," and with that, he collapsed into a faint. Then Balan crawled over on all fours, took off his brother's helmet, and couldn't recognize him because his face was so battered and covered in blood. But when Balin woke up, he said, "Oh Balan, my brother, you have killed me and I have killed you, and the whole world will talk about us both." "Alas," said Balan, "that I should witness this day! By misfortune, I could not recognize you; I noticed your two swords, but because you had a different shield, I thought you were another knight. "Alas," said Balin, "it all started with that miserable knight in the castle, who made me leave my own shield, leading to our downfall. If I could live, I would destroy that castle for its evil ways." "That would be right," said Balan, "for I have never been able to leave this place since I arrived. It was here that I ended up killing a knight who guarded this island, and since then, I have never been able to leave, nor would you have, brother, if you had killed me as you did and managed to escape with your life."
Right so came the lady of the tower with four knights and six ladies and six yeomen unto them, and there she heard how they made their moan either to other, and said, We came both out of one tomb, that is to say one mother’s belly, and so shall we lie both in one pit. So Balan prayed the lady of her gentleness, for his true service, that she would bury them both in that same place there the battle was done. And she granted them, with weeping, it should be done richly in the best manner. Now, will ye send for a priest, that we may receive our sacrament, and receive the blessed body of our Lord Jesus Christ? Yea, said the lady, it shall be done; and so she sent for a priest and gave them their rights. Now, said Balin, when we are buried in one tomb, and the mention made over us how two brethren slew each other, there will never good knight, nor good man, see our tomb but they will pray for our souls. And so all the ladies and gentlewomen wept for pity. Then anon Balan died, but Balin died not till the midnight after, and so were they buried both, and the lady let make a mention of Balan how he was there slain by his brother’s hands, but she knew not Balin’s name.
So, the lady of the tower came with four knights, six ladies, and six yeomen. There, she heard them lamenting to each other, saying, "We both came from the same tomb, meaning one mother's belly, and we shall lie together in one grave." Balan asked the lady, out of kindness for his true service, if she would bury them both in the same place where the battle took place. She tearfully agreed that it would be done with great honor. "Now, will you send for a priest so we can receive our sacrament and take the blessed body of our Lord Jesus Christ?" "Yes," the lady replied, "it shall be done." She sent for a priest who performed the rites for them. Balan then said, "When we're buried in one tomb and it's known that two brothers killed each other, any good knight or man who sees our tomb will pray for our souls." All the ladies and gentlewomen wept in sympathy. Soon after, Balan died, but Balin did not pass away until midnight. They were both buried, and the lady had a mention made of Balan, stating he was slain by his brother, but she did not know Balin's name.
CHAPTER XIX.
How Merlin buried them both in one
tomb, and of Balin’s sword.
In the morn came Merlin and let write Balin’s name on the tomb with letters of gold, that Here lieth Balin le Savage that was the Knight with the Two Swords, and he that smote the Dolorous Stroke. Also Merlin let make there a bed, that there should never man lie therein but he went out of his wit, yet Launcelot de Lake fordid that bed through his noblesse. And anon after Balin was dead, Merlin took his sword, and took off the pommel and set on another pommel. So Merlin bade a knight that stood afore him handle that sword, and he assayed, and he might not handle it. Then Merlin laughed. Why laugh ye? said the knight. This is the cause, said Merlin: there shall never man handle this sword but the best knight of the world, and that shall be Sir Launcelot or else Galahad his son, and Launcelot with this sword shall slay the man that in the world he loved best, that shall be Sir Gawaine. All this he let write in the pommel of the sword. Then Merlin let make a bridge of iron and of steel into that island, and it was but half a foot broad, and there shall never man pass that bridge, nor have hardiness to go over, but if he were a passing good man and a good knight without treachery or villainy. Also the scabbard of Balin’s sword Merlin left it on this side the island, that Galahad should find it. Also Merlin let make by his subtilty that Balin’s sword was put in a marble stone standing upright as great as a mill stone, and the stone hoved always above the water and did many years, and so by adventure it swam down the stream to the City of Camelot, that is in English Winchester. And that same day Galahad the haut prince came with King Arthur, and so Galahad brought with him the scabbard and achieved the sword that was there in the marble stone hoving upon the water. And on Whitsunday he achieved the sword as it is rehearsed in the book of Sangreal.
In the morning, Merlin arrived and had Balin’s name inscribed on the tomb in gold letters, stating, "Here lies Balin le Savage, the Knight with the Two Swords, who dealt the Dolorous Stroke." Merlin also had a bed made there, which no man could lie upon without going mad, yet Launcelot de Lake managed to use that bed through his nobility. Shortly after Balin died, Merlin took his sword, removed the pommel, and replaced it with another. Then Merlin instructed a knight standing before him to handle that sword, but he couldn’t lift it. Merlin laughed. “Why are you laughing?” asked the knight. “Here’s the reason,” said Merlin: “Only the best knight in the world can wield this sword, and that will be Sir Launcelot or his son Galahad. Launcelot will use this sword to kill the man he loves most in the world, who will be Sir Gawaine.” Merlin had all of this carved into the new pommel of the sword. Then, he had a narrow bridge made of iron and steel leading to the island; it was only half a foot wide, and no man would dare cross it unless he was an exceptionally good man and a true knight, free of treachery or villainy. Additionally, Merlin left the scabbard of Balin’s sword on this side of the island for Galahad to find. In his cleverness, Merlin also arranged for Balin’s sword to be placed in a marble stone standing upright, as large as a millstone, which always floated above the water for many years. By chance, it eventually drifted down the stream to the City of Camelot, known in English as Winchester. On that same day, the highborn prince Galahad arrived with King Arthur and brought with him the scabbard, successfully retrieving the sword that was in the marble stone floating on the water. And on Whitsunday, he drew the sword, as mentioned in the book of Sangreal.
Soon after this was done Merlin came to King Arthur and told him of the dolorous stroke that Balin gave to King Pellam, and how Balin and Balan fought together the marvellest battle that ever was heard of, and how they were buried both in one tomb. Alas, said King Arthur, this is the greatest pity that ever I heard tell of two knights, for in the world I know not such two knights. Thus endeth the tale of Balin and of Balan, two brethren born in Northumberland, good knights.
Soon after this was done, Merlin came to King Arthur and told him about the tragic blow that Balin dealt to King Pellam, and how Balin and Balan fought an incredible battle that was the most remarkable ever heard of, and how they were both buried in one tomb. "Alas," said King Arthur, "this is the greatest sadness I’ve ever heard about two knights, for I know of no two knights like them in the world." Thus ends the tale of Balin and Balan, two brothers born in Northumberland, who were good knights.
Sequitur iii. liber.
CHAPTER I.
How King Arthur took a wife, and wedded
Guenever, daughter to Leodegrance, King of the Land of Cameliard, with whom he
had the Round Table.
In the beginning of Arthur, after he was chosen king by adventure and by grace; for the most part of the barons knew not that he was Uther Pendragon’s son, but as Merlin made it openly known. But yet many kings and lords held great war against him for that cause, but well Arthur overcame them all, for the most part the days of his life he was ruled much by the counsel of Merlin. So it fell on a time King Arthur said unto Merlin, My barons will let me have no rest, but needs I must take a wife, and I will none take but by thy counsel and by thine advice. It is well done, said Merlin, that ye take a wife, for a man of your bounty and noblesse should not be without a wife. Now is there any that ye love more than another? Yea, said King Arthur, I love Guenever the king’s daughter, Leodegrance of the land of Cameliard, the which holdeth in his house the Table Round that ye told he had of my father Uther. And this damosel is the most valiant and fairest lady that I know living, or yet that ever I could find. Sir, said Merlin, as of her beauty and fairness she is one of the fairest alive, but, an ye loved her not so well as ye do, I should find you a damosel of beauty and of goodness that should like you and please you, an your heart were not set; but there as a man’s heart is set, he will be loath to return. That is truth, said King Arthur. But Merlin warned the king covertly that Guenever was not wholesome for him to take to wife, for he warned him that Launcelot should love her, and she him again; and so he turned his tale to the adventures of Sangreal.
In the beginning of Arthur, after he was chosen king by adventure and grace; most of the barons didn’t know he was Uther Pendragon’s son, until Merlin made it publicly known. Still, many kings and lords fought fiercely against him for that reason, but Arthur ultimately defeated them all, mainly because he was guided by Merlin’s advice for most of his life. One time, King Arthur said to Merlin, "My barons won't give me any peace; I must take a wife, and I won’t choose one without your guidance." Merlin replied, "It's wise to take a wife, for a man of your generosity and nobility shouldn’t be without one. Is there anyone you love more than the others?" "Yes," said King Arthur, "I love Guenever, the king’s daughter, Leodegrance of the land of Cameliard, who holds the Round Table you mentioned was my father Uther’s. This lady is the most courageous and beautiful woman I know, or could ever find." "Sir," said Merlin, "in terms of beauty and grace, she is indeed one of the fairest alive, but if you didn’t love her so deeply, I could find you a maiden of beauty and kindness who would suit you well, if your heart wasn't already committed. But where a man’s heart is fixed, he will be unwilling to change." "That is true," said King Arthur. However, Merlin subtly warned the king that Guenever might not be a good choice for a wife, as he advised him that Lancelot would love her, and she would love him back; then he shifted the conversation to the adventures of the Sangreal.
Then Merlin desired of the king for to have men with him that should enquire of Guenever, and so the king granted him, and Merlin went forth unto King Leodegrance of Cameliard, and told him of the desires of the king that he would have unto his wife Guenever his daughter. That is to me, said King Leodegrance, the best tidings that ever I heard, that so worthy a king of prowess and noblesse will wed my daughter. And as for my lands, I will give him, wist I it might please him, but he hath lands enow, him needeth none; but I shall send him a gift shall please him much more, for I shall give him the Table Round, the which Uther Pendragon gave me, and when it is full complete, there is an hundred knights and fifty. And as for an hundred good knights I have myself, but I faute fifty, for so many have been slain in my days. And so Leodegrance delivered his daughter Guenever unto Merlin, and the Table Round with the hundred knights, and so they rode freshly, with great royalty, what by water and what by land, till that they came nigh unto London.
Then Merlin asked the king for some men to go and inquire about Guinevere, and the king agreed. Merlin then set out to King Leodegrance of Cameliard and told him the king’s desire to marry his daughter, Guinevere. “That is the best news I’ve ever heard,” said King Leodegrance, “that such a worthy king, known for his bravery and nobility, wants to marry my daughter. As for my lands, I would give them to him if I thought it would please him, but he has plenty of land already, so he doesn't need any more. Instead, I’ll send him a gift that he’ll appreciate even more: I’ll give him the Round Table that Uther Pendragon gave to me. When it’s fully complete, it holds one hundred and fifty knights. I have one hundred good knights myself, but I’m short fifty, as so many have been killed in my time.” So, Leodegrance handed over his daughter Guinevere to Merlin, along with the Round Table and the hundred knights. They set off in style, traveling by both water and land, until they got close to London.
CHAPTER II.
How the Knights of the Round Table
were ordained and their sieges blessed by the Bishop of Canterbury.
When King Arthur heard of the coming of Guenever and the hundred knights with the Table Round, then King Arthur made great joy for her coming, and that rich present, and said openly, This fair lady is passing welcome unto me, for I have loved her long, and therefore there is nothing so lief to me. And these knights with the Round Table please me more than right great riches. And in all haste the king let ordain for the marriage and the coronation in the most honourable wise that could be devised. Now, Merlin, said King Arthur, go thou and espy me in all this land fifty knights which be of most prowess and worship. Within short time Merlin had found such knights that should fulfil twenty and eight knights, but no more he could find. Then the Bishop of Canterbury was fetched, and he blessed the sieges with great royalty and devotion, and there set the eight and twenty knights in their sieges. And when this was done Merlin said, Fair sirs, ye must all arise and come to King Arthur for to do him homage; he will have the better will to maintain you. And so they arose and did their homage, and when they were gone Merlin found in every sieges letters of gold that told the knights’ names that had sitten therein. But two sieges were void. And so anon came young Gawaine and asked the king a gift. Ask, said the king, and I shall grant it you. Sir, I ask that ye will make me knight that same day ye shall wed fair Guenever. I will do it with a good will, said King Arthur, and do unto you all the worship that I may, for I must by reason ye are my nephew, my sister’s son.
When King Arthur heard that Guenever and a hundred knights were coming with the Round Table, he was filled with joy for her arrival and that impressive gift. He said openly, "This beautiful lady is truly welcome to me; I have loved her for a long time, and there’s nothing I desire more. These knights of the Round Table please me even more than great riches." In a hurry, the king made arrangements for the wedding and the coronation in the most honorable way possible. "Now, Merlin," said King Arthur, "go and find me fifty knights in this land who are the most skilled and respected." Soon, Merlin found enough knights to fill twenty-eight seats, but no more. Then they brought in the Bishop of Canterbury, who blessed the seats with great dignity and devotion, placing the twenty-eight knights in their spots. Once this was done, Merlin said, "Gentlemen, you must all rise and come to King Arthur to pledge your loyalty; he will be more inclined to support you." So they got up and paid their homage, and after they left, Merlin discovered golden letters in each seat that listed the names of the knights who had sat there. But two seats were empty. Soon after, young Gawaine came and asked the king for a favor. "Ask," said the king, "and I will grant it." "Sir, I request that you make me a knight on the same day you wed the fair Guenever." "I will do it gladly," replied King Arthur, "and I will honor you as much as I can, for I must, since you are my nephew, my sister’s son."
CHAPTER III.
How a poor man riding upon a lean
mare desired King Arthur to make his son knight.
Forthwithal there came a poor man into the court, and brought with him a fair young man of eighteen years of age riding upon a lean mare; and the poor man asked all men that he met, Where shall I find King Arthur? Yonder he is, said the knights, wilt thou anything with him? Yea, said the poor man, therefore I came hither. Anon as he came before the king, he saluted him and said: O King Arthur, the flower of all knights and kings, I beseech Jesu save thee. Sir, it was told me that at this time of your marriage ye would give any man the gift that he would ask, out except that were unreasonable. That is truth, said the king, such cries I let make, and that will I hold, so it apair not my realm nor mine estate. Ye say well and graciously, said the poor man; Sir, I ask nothing else but that ye will make my son here a knight. It is a great thing thou askest of me, said the king. What is thy name? said the king to the poor man. Sir, my name is Aries the cowherd. Whether cometh this of thee or of thy son? said the king. Nay, sir, said Aries, this desire cometh of my son and not of me, for I shall tell you I have thirteen sons, and all they will fall to what labour I put them, and will be right glad to do labour, but this child will not labour for me, for anything that my wife or I may do, but always he will be shooting or casting darts, and glad for to see battles and to behold knights, and always day and night he desireth of me to be made a knight. What is thy name? said the king unto the young man. Sir, my name is Tor. The king beheld him fast, and saw he was passingly well-visaged and passingly well made of his years. Well, said King Arthur unto Aries the cowherd, fetch all thy sons afore me that I may see them. And so the poor man did, and all were shaped much like the poor man. But Tor was not like none of them all in shape nor in countenance, for he was much more than any of them. Now, said King Arthur unto the cow herd, where is the sword he shall be made knight withal? It is here, said Tor. Take it out of the sheath, said the king, and require me to make you a knight.
Immediately, a poor man entered the court, bringing with him a handsome young man of eighteen years riding a thin mare. The poor man asked everyone he encountered, “Where can I find King Arthur?” “He's right over there,” said the knights. “Do you need anything from him?” “Yes,” replied the poor man, “that’s why I came here.” As he approached the king, he greeted him and said: “O King Arthur, the finest of all knights and kings, I pray Jesus keeps you safe. Sir, I was told that during this time of your marriage you would grant any man a request, as long as it’s not unreasonable.” “That’s true,” said the king, “I allow such requests, and I will honor them as long as they don’t harm my kingdom or my position.” “You speak well and kindly,” said the poor man. “Sir, I ask for nothing more than for you to make my son here a knight.” “That’s a big request,” said the king. “What is your name?” he asked the poor man. “Sir, I’m Aries the cowherd.” “Is this desire yours or your son’s?” asked the king. “No, sir,” said Aries, “this wish comes from my son, not from me. I have thirteen sons, and they’re all willing to do whatever work I give them and are eager to labor, but this child won’t work for me at all, no matter what my wife or I do. He only wants to shoot arrows, watch battles, and see knights, and always day and night he asks me to make him a knight.” “What is your name?” the king asked the young man. “Sir, my name is Tor.” The king looked closely at him and saw that he was exceptionally good-looking and well-built for his age. “Very well,” said King Arthur to Aries the cowherd, “bring all your sons before me so I can see them.” The poor man did so, and they all looked quite like him. But Tor stood out from all of them in appearance and demeanor, as he was much greater than the others. “Now,” said King Arthur to the cowherd, “where is the sword with which he will be made a knight?” “It’s here,” said Tor. “Take it out of the sheath,” said the king, “and ask me to make you a knight.”
Then Tor alighted off his mare and pulled out his sword, kneeling, and requiring the king that he would make him knight, and that he might be a knight of the Table Round. As for a knight I will make you, and therewith smote him in the neck with the sword, saying, Be ye a good knight, and so I pray to God so ye may be, and if ye be of prowess and of worthiness ye shall be a knight of the Table Round. Now Merlin, said Arthur, say whether this Tor shall be a good knight or no. Yea, sir, he ought to be a good knight, for he is come of as good a man as any is alive, and of kings’ blood. How so, sir? said the king. I shall tell you, said Merlin: This poor man, Aries the cowherd, is not his father; he is nothing sib to him, for King Pellinore is his father. I suppose nay, said the cowherd. Fetch thy wife afore me, said Merlin, and she shall not say nay. Anon the wife was fetched, which was a fair housewife, and there she answered Merlin full womanly, and there she told the king and Merlin that when she was a maid, and went to milk kine, there met with her a stern knight, and half by force he had my maidenhead, and at that time he begat my son Tor, and he took away from me my greyhound that I had that time with me, and said that he would keep the greyhound for my love. Ah, said the cowherd, I weened not this, but I may believe it well, for he had never no tatches of me. Sir, said Tor unto Merlin, dishonour not my mother. Sir, said Merlin, it is more for your worship than hurt, for your father is a good man and a king, and he may right well advance you and your mother, for ye were begotten or ever she was wedded. That is truth, said the wife. It is the less grief unto me, said the cowherd.
Then Tor got off his horse, took out his sword, knelt down, and asked the king to make him a knight, hoping to join the Round Table. "I will make you a knight," the king replied, striking him lightly on the neck with the sword and saying, "Be a good knight, and I pray to God you will be. If you are strong and worthy, you shall be a knight of the Round Table." "Now, Merlin," said Arthur, "tell me if this Tor will be a good knight." "Yes, sir, he should be a good knight since he comes from one of the best lineages alive, and he has royal blood." "How do you know this, sir?" asked the king. "I’ll explain," replied Merlin: "This poor man, Aries the cowherd, is not his father; he is no relation to him at all, for King Pellinore is his father." "I doubt that," said the cowherd. "Bring your wife here," said Merlin, "and she will confirm it." Soon the wife arrived; she was a lovely woman, and she spoke to Merlin respectfully. She told the king and Merlin that when she was a young woman milking cows, a fierce knight confronted her, and by force, he took her virginity. That same man fathered her son Tor, took her greyhound that she had with her at the time, and claimed he would keep the greyhound as a token of her love. "Ah," said the cowherd, "I didn’t think this, but it seems believable since he never looked like me." "Sir," Tor said to Merlin, "don't dishonor my mother." "Sir," Merlin replied, "it's for your honor, not harm, because your father is a good man and a king, and he can greatly benefit you and your mother since you were conceived before she got married." "That's true," said the wife. "It’s less painful for me," said the cowherd.
CHAPTER IV.
How Sir Tor was known for son of King
Pellinore, and how Gawaine was made knight.
So on the morn King Pellinore came to the court of King Arthur, which had great joy of him, and told him of Tor, how he was his son, and how he had made him knight at the request of the cowherd. When Pellinore beheld Tor, he pleased him much. So the king made Gawaine knight, but Tor was the first he made at the feast. What is the cause, said King Arthur, that there be two places void in the sieges? Sir, said Merlin, there shall no man sit in those places but they that shall be of most worship. But in the Siege Perilous there shall no man sit therein but one, and if there be any so hardy to do it he shall be destroyed, and he that shall sit there shall have no fellow. And therewith Merlin took King Pellinore by the hand, and in the one hand next the two sieges and the Siege Perilous he said, in open audience, This is your place and best ye are worthy to sit therein of any that is here. Thereat sat Sir Gawaine in great envy and told Gaheris his brother, yonder knight is put to great worship, the which grieveth me sore, for he slew our father King Lot, therefore I will slay him, said Gawaine, with a sword that was sent me that is passing trenchant. Ye shall not so, said Gaheris, at this time, for at this time I am but a squire, and when I am made knight I will be avenged on him, and therefore, brother, it is best ye suffer till another time, that we may have him out of the court, for an we did so we should trouble this high feast. I will well, said Gawaine, as ye will.
So one morning, King Pellinore arrived at King Arthur's court, and everyone was very happy to see him. He told Arthur about Tor, how he was his son, and how he had made him a knight at the request of the cowherd. When Pellinore saw Tor, he was very pleased. So the king made Gawaine a knight, but Tor was the first he knighted at the feast. King Arthur asked, "What’s the reason for the two empty seats at the table?" Merlin replied, "No one can sit in those seats except the most honored individuals. But in the Siege Perilous, only one man can occupy that seat, and if anyone is bold enough to try, they will be destroyed, and that person will have no equal." Then Merlin took King Pellinore by the hand and, in front of everyone, pointed out the two empty seats and the Siege Perilous, saying, "This is your place, and you are the most worthy to sit here of anyone present." Sir Gawaine, filled with envy, turned to his brother Gaheris and said, "That knight is being honored, which disturbs me greatly, for he killed our father, King Lot. I will kill him," said Gawaine, "with a sword that was sent to me, which is extremely sharp." Gaheris replied, "You shouldn’t do that now, because I’m still just a squire. When I’m made a knight, I will get my revenge on him. So, brother, it’s best to wait for another time, so we can deal with him outside of court, or else we would disrupt this important feast." "I’ll do as you say," said Gawaine, "as you wish."
CHAPTER V.
How at feast of the wedding of King
Arthur to Guenever, a white hart came into the hall, and thirty couple hounds,
and how a brachet pinched the hart which was taken away.
Then was the high feast made ready, and the king was wedded at Camelot unto Dame Guenever in the church of Saint Stephen’s, with great solemnity. And as every man was set after his degree, Merlin went to all the knights of the Round Table, and bade them sit still, that none of them remove. For ye shall see a strange and a marvellous adventure. Right so as they sat there came running in a white hart into the hall, and a white brachet next him, and thirty couple of black running hounds came after with a great cry, and the hart went about the Table Round as he went by other boards. The white brachet bit him by the buttock and pulled out a piece, wherethrough the hart leapt a great leap and overthrew a knight that sat at the board side; and therewith the knight arose and took up the brachet, and so went forth out of the hall, and took his horse and rode his way with the brachet. Right so anon came in a lady on a white palfrey, and cried aloud to King Arthur, Sir, suffer me not to have this despite, for the brachet was mine that the knight led away. I may not do therewith, said the king.
Then the grand feast was prepared, and the king married Lady Guinevere at Camelot in the church of Saint Stephen’s, with great ceremony. As everyone took their seats according to rank, Merlin approached all the knights of the Round Table and instructed them to remain still and not to move. For you will witness a strange and marvelous adventure. Just then, a white stag came running into the hall, with a white hound beside it, followed by thirty couples of black hunting dogs barking loudly, as the stag circled the Round Table and passed the other tables. The white hound bit the stag on the hindquarters and tore off a piece, causing the stag to leap dramatically and knock over a knight who was sitting at the side. The knight then stood up, grabbed the hound, and left the hall, mounting his horse and riding away with the hound. At that moment, a lady on a white pony entered and called out to King Arthur, “Sir, please do not let me suffer this dishonor, for the hound that the knight took was mine.” “I cannot do anything about that,” said the king.
With this there came a knight riding all armed on a great horse, and took the lady away with him with force, and ever she cried and made great dole. When she was gone the king was glad, for she made such a noise. Nay, said Merlin, ye may not leave these adventures so lightly; for these adventures must be brought again or else it would be disworship to you and to your feast. I will, said the king, that all be done by your advice. Then, said Merlin, let call Sir Gawaine, for he must bring again the white hart. Also, sir, ye must let call Sir Tor, for he must bring again the brachet and the knight, or else slay him. Also let call King Pellinore, for he must bring again the lady and the knight, or else slay him. And these three knights shall do marvellous adventures or they come again. Then were they called all three as it rehearseth afore, and each of them took his charge, and armed them surely. But Sir Gawaine had the first request, and therefore we will begin at him.
With this, a knight arrived fully armed on a powerful horse and forcibly took the lady away, who cried out and lamented loudly. Once she was gone, the king was relieved because her noise had been so disruptive. “No,” Merlin said, “you can’t just brush off these challenges; they must be addressed, or it would bring disgrace to you and your gathering.” “I will,” said the king, “have everything done according to your advice.” Then Merlin said, “Let’s call Sir Gawaine, as he needs to retrieve the white hart. Also, you must call Sir Tor, for he must either bring back the hound and the knight or kill him. And let’s call King Pellinore, as he needs to return with the lady and the knight, or else slay him.” These three knights will face remarkable challenges before they return. They were all three summoned as mentioned earlier, and each took on their task and armored themselves properly. But since Sir Gawaine had the first duty, we will start with him.
CHAPTER VI.
How Sir Gawaine rode for to fetch
again the hart, and how two brethren fought each against other for the
hart.
Sir Gawaine rode more than a pace, and Gaheris his brother that rode with him instead of a squire to do him service. So as they rode they saw two knights fight on horseback passing sore, so Sir Gawaine and his brother rode betwixt them, and asked them for what cause they fought so. The one knight answered and said, We fight for a simple matter, for we two be two brethren born and begotten of one man and of one woman. Alas, said Sir Gawaine, why do ye so? Sir, said the elder, there came a white hart this way this day, and many hounds chased him, and a white brachet was alway next him, and we understood it was adventure made for the high feast of King Arthur, and therefore I would have gone after to have won me worship; and here my younger brother said he would go after the hart, for he was better knight than I: and for this cause we fell at debate, and so we thought to prove which of us both was better knight. This is a simple cause, said Sir Gawaine; uncouth men ye should debate withal, and not brother with brother; therefore but if you will do by my counsel I will have ado with you, that is ye shall yield you unto me, and that ye go unto King Arthur and yield you unto his grace. Sir knight, said the two brethren, we are forfoughten and much blood have we lost through our wilfulness, and therefore we would be loath to have ado with you. Then do as I will have you, said Sir Gawaine. We will agree to fulfil your will; but by whom shall we say that we be thither sent? Ye may say, By the knight that followeth the quest of the hart that was white. Now what is your name? said Gawaine. Sorlouse of the Forest, said the elder. And my name is, said the younger, Brian of the Forest. And so they departed and went to the king’s court, and Sir Gawaine on his quest.
Sir Gawain rode at a good pace, with his brother Gaheris accompanying him instead of a squire. As they rode along, they saw two knights fiercely fighting on horseback, so Sir Gawain and his brother rode in between them and asked why they were fighting. One knight replied, "We're fighting over something trivial; we are brothers born of the same parents." "Why are you fighting?" asked Sir Gawain. The elder knight explained, "A white hart came by today, chased by many hounds, and a white brachet was always right beside it. We figured it was a quest made for King Arthur's grand feast, so I intended to pursue it to earn some glory. My younger brother insisted he could catch the hart because he’s a better knight than I am. That’s why we ended up arguing, and we decided to fight to see who is the better knight." "That’s a foolish reason to fight," said Sir Gawain. "You should argue with strangers, not with your brother. If you don’t listen to my advice, I will step in. You both should submit to me and then go to King Arthur to present yourselves to him." The two brothers replied, "We’re exhausted and have lost a lot of blood from our pride, so we would prefer not to fight you." "Then do as I say," Sir Gawain insisted. "We will agree to follow your wishes, but who should we say sent us?" "You can say, 'By the knight who is following the quest of the white hart.'" "What are your names?" asked Gawain. The elder replied, "I’m Sorlouse of the Forest." The younger said, "I’m Brian of the Forest." And so they parted ways, with the brothers heading to the king’s court and Sir Gawain continuing on his quest.
And as Gawaine followed the hart by the cry of the hounds, even afore him there was a great river, and the hart swam over; and as Sir Gawaine would follow after, there stood a knight over the other side, and said, Sir knight, come not over after this hart but if thou wilt joust with me. I will not fail as for that, said Sir Gawaine, to follow the quest that I am in, and so made his horse to swim over the water. And anon they gat their spears and ran together full hard; but Sir Gawaine smote him off his horse, and then he turned his horse and bade him yield him. Nay, said the knight, not so, though thou have the better of me on horseback. I pray thee, valiant knight, alight afoot, and match we together with swords. What is your name? said Sir Gawaine. Allardin of the Isles, said the other. Then either dressed their shields and smote together, but Sir Gawaine smote him so hard through the helm that it went to the brains, and the knight fell down dead. Ah! said Gaheris, that was a mighty stroke of a young knight.
As Gawaine followed the deer by the sound of the hounds, he came to a large river, and the deer swam across. Just as Sir Gawaine was about to follow, another knight stood on the opposite side and said, "Sir knight, don’t come across after this deer unless you’re ready to joust with me." "I won't hesitate to accept that challenge," said Sir Gawaine, as he urged his horse to swim through the water. They quickly readied their spears and charged at each other fiercely; Sir Gawaine knocked the knight off his horse and then turned to demand his surrender. "No," said the knight, "not like that, even if you got the better of me on horseback. I ask you, brave knight, to dismount and let's fight with swords." "What is your name?" asked Sir Gawaine. "Allardin of the Isles," replied the other. They both readied their shields and clashed, but Sir Gawaine struck so powerfully that it pierced the helmet and went into the knight's brain, causing him to fall dead. "Ah!" said Gaheris, "that was an incredible blow from a young knight."
CHAPTER VII
How the hart was chased into a castle
and there slain, and how Sir Gawaine slew a lady.
Then Gawaine and Gaheris rode more than a pace after the white hart, and let slip at the hart three couple of greyhounds, and so they chased the hart into a castle, and in the chief place of the castle they slew the hart; Sir Gawaine and Gaheris followed after. Right so there came a knight out of a chamber with a sword drawn in his hand and slew two of the greyhounds, even in the sight of Sir Gawaine, and the remnant he chased them with his sword out of the castle. And when he came again, he said, O my white hart, me repenteth that thou art dead, for my sovereign lady gave thee to me, and evil have I kept thee, and thy death shall be dear bought an I live. And anon he went into his chamber and armed him, and came out fiercely, and there met he with Sir Gawaine. Why have ye slain my hounds? said Sir Gawaine, for they did but their kind, and liefer I had ye had wroken your anger upon me than upon a dumb beast. Thou sayest truth, said the knight, I have avenged me on thy hounds, and so I will on thee or thou go. Then Sir Gawaine alighted afoot and dressed his shield, and struck together mightily, and clave their shields, and stoned their helms, and brake their hauberks that the blood ran down to their feet.
Then Gawaine and Gaheris rode after the white hart, letting loose three pairs of greyhounds to chase it. They followed the hart into a castle and killed it in the main hall. Just then, a knight came out of a chamber with a sword drawn and killed two of the greyhounds right in front of Sir Gawaine, then chased the others out of the castle with his sword. When he returned, he said, "Oh, my white hart, I regret that you are dead, for my lady gave you to me, and I’ve kept you poorly. Your death will cost me dearly if I live." He then went into his chamber, put on his armor, and came out fiercely, where he encountered Sir Gawaine. "Why did you kill my hounds?" asked Sir Gawaine. "They were just doing their job, and I’d rather you took out your anger on me than a defenseless animal." "You speak the truth," said the knight, "I've avenged myself on your hounds, and I will do the same to you before you leave." Then Sir Gawaine dismounted, prepared his shield, and they clashed fiercely, breaking their shields, smashing their helmets, and crushing their armor until blood ran down to their feet.
At the last Sir Gawaine smote the knight so hard that he fell to the earth, and then he cried mercy, and yielded him, and besought him as he was a knight and gentleman, to save his life. Thou shalt die, said Sir Gawaine, for slaying of my hounds. I will make amends, said the knight, unto my power. Sir Gawaine would no mercy have, but unlaced his helm to have stricken off his head. Right so came his lady out of a chamber and fell over him, and so he smote off her head by misadventure. Alas, said Gaheris, that is foully and shamefully done, that shame shall never from you; also ye should give mercy unto them that ask mercy, for a knight without mercy is without worship. Sir Gawaine was so stonied of the death of this fair lady that he wist not what he did, and said unto the knight, Arise, I will give thee mercy. Nay, nay, said the knight, I take no force of mercy now, for thou hast slain my love and my lady that I loved best of all earthly things. Me sore repenteth it, said Sir Gawaine, for I thought to strike unto thee; but now thou shalt go unto King Arthur and tell him of thine adventures, and how thou art overcome by the knight that went in the quest of the white hart. I take no force, said the knight, whether I live or I die; but so for dread of death he swore to go unto King Arthur, and he made him to bear one greyhound before him on his horse, and another behind him. What is your name? said Sir Gawaine, or we depart. My name is, said the knight, Ablamar of the Marsh. So he departed toward Camelot.
At the end, Sir Gawaine struck the knight so hard that he fell to the ground, and then he begged for mercy, surrendering himself and pleading as a knight and gentleman to save his life. "You should die," said Sir Gawaine, "for killing my hounds." "I will make it right," said the knight, "to the best of my ability." Sir Gawaine wanted no mercy, but took off his helmet to strike off the knight's head. Just then, his lady came out of a room and fell over him, and by accident, he struck off her head. "Alas," said Gaheris, "that was done disgracefully and shamefully, and that shame will never leave you; you should also show mercy to those who ask for it, for a knight without mercy is without honor." Sir Gawaine was so shocked by the death of this beautiful lady that he didn’t know what he was doing, and he said to the knight, "Get up, I will grant you mercy." "No, no," said the knight, "I don’t care about mercy now, for you have killed my love and my lady, whom I cherished above all else." "I deeply regret it," said Sir Gawaine, "for I intended to strike you; but now you must go to King Arthur and tell him about your adventures and how you were defeated by the knight on the quest for the white hart." "I don't care," said the knight, "whether I live or die; but out of fear of death, he swore to go to King Arthur, and he made him carry one greyhound in front of him on his horse and another behind him. "What is your name?" asked Sir Gawaine before they parted. "My name is Ablamar of the Marsh," said the knight. Then he set off toward Camelot.
CHAPTER VIII.
How four knights fought against
Gawaine and Gaheris, and how they were overcome, and their lives saved at
request of four ladies.
And Sir Gawaine went into the castle, and made him ready to lie there all night, and would have unarmed him. What will ye do, said Gaheris, will ye unarm you in this country? Ye may think ye have many enemies here. They had not sooner said that word but there came four knights well armed, and assailed Sir Gawaine hard, and said unto him, Thou new-made knight, thou hast shamed thy knighthood, for a knight without mercy is dishonoured. Also thou hast slain a fair lady to thy great shame to the world’s end, and doubt thou not thou shalt have great need of mercy or thou depart from us. And therewith one of them smote Sir Gawaine a great stroke that nigh he fell to the earth, and Gaheris smote him again sore, and so they were on the one side and on the other, that Sir Gawaine and Gaheris were in jeopardy of their lives; and one with a bow, an archer, smote Sir Gawaine through the arm that it grieved him wonderly sore. And as they should have been slain, there came four fair ladies, and besought the knights of grace for Sir Gawaine; and goodly at request of the ladies they gave Sir Gawaine and Gaheris their lives, and made them to yield them as prisoners. Then Gawaine and Gaheris made great dole. Alas! said Sir Gawaine, mine arm grieveth me sore, I am like to be maimed; and so made his complaint piteously.
And Sir Gawaine entered the castle, preparing to stay there all night, and was about to take off his armor. “What are you thinking?” Gaheris asked. “Are you really going to disarm yourself in this place? You might think you have many enemies here.” No sooner had he said that than four well-armed knights appeared and fiercely attacked Sir Gawaine, accusing him, “You, newly made knight, have brought shame upon your knighthood, for a knight without mercy is dishonored. You have also killed a fair lady, bringing great shame upon yourself until the end of the world. Don’t think you won’t need mercy before you leave us.” One of them struck Sir Gawaine so hard that he almost fell to the ground, and Gaheris hit him again with great force. They found themselves in a deadly struggle, with both Sir Gawaine and Gaheris in serious danger; an archer shot Sir Gawaine through the arm, causing him intense pain. Just as it looked like they would be killed, four beautiful ladies arrived and pleaded for Sir Gawaine's life. Out of respect for the ladies, the knights spared Sir Gawaine and Gaheris, taking them as prisoners instead. Then Gawaine and Gaheris lamented their fate. “Oh no!” cried Sir Gawaine, “My arm hurts so badly; I might end up crippled,” and he expressed his anguish pitifully.
Early on the morrow there came to Sir Gawaine one of the four ladies that had heard all his complaint, and said, Sir knight, what cheer? Not good, said he. It is your own default, said the lady, for ye have done a passing foul deed in the slaying of the lady, the which will be great villainy unto you. But be ye not of King Arthur’s kin? said the lady. Yes truly, said Sir Gawaine. What is your name? said the lady, ye must tell it me or ye pass. My name is Gawaine, the King Lot of Orkney’s son, and my mother is King Arthur’s sister. Ah! then are ye nephew unto King Arthur, said the lady, and I shall so speak for you that ye shall have conduct to go to King Arthur for his love. And so she departed and told the four knights how their prisoner was King Arthur’s nephew, and his name is Sir Gawaine, King Lot’s son of Orkney. And they gave him the hart’s head because it was in his quest. Then anon they delivered Sir Gawaine under this promise, that he should bear the dead lady with him in this manner; the head of her was hanged about his neck, and the whole body of her lay before him on his horse’s mane. Right so rode he forth unto Camelot. And anon as he was come, Merlin desired of King Arthur that Sir Gawaine should be sworn to tell of all his adventures, and how he slew the lady, and how he would give no mercy unto the knight, wherethrough the lady was slain. Then the king and the queen were greatly displeased with Sir Gawaine for the slaying of the lady. And there by ordinance of the queen there was set a quest of ladies on Sir Gawaine, and they judged him for ever while he lived to be with all ladies, and to fight for their quarrels; and that ever he should be courteous, and never to refuse mercy to him that asketh mercy. Thus was Gawaine sworn upon the Four Evangelists that he should never be against lady nor gentlewoman, but if he fought for a lady and his adversary fought for another. And thus endeth the adventure of Sir Gawaine that he did at the marriage of King Arthur. Amen.
Early the next morning, one of the four ladies who had heard all of Sir Gawaine's complaints came to him and asked, "How are you, Sir Knight?" "Not good," he replied. "That's your own fault," said the lady, "for you've committed a terrible act by killing that lady, which will bring you great shame. But are you not related to King Arthur?" asked the lady. "Yes, indeed," said Sir Gawaine. "What's your name?" she inquired. "You must tell me, or you can't pass." "My name is Gawaine, the son of King Lot of Orkney, and my mother is King Arthur's sister." "Ah! So, you are the nephew of King Arthur," said the lady, "and I will speak on your behalf so you can go to King Arthur for his favor." With that, she left and told the four knights that their prisoner was King Arthur's nephew, Sir Gawaine, son of King Lot of Orkney. They gave him the hart's head since it was part of his quest. Then, they released Sir Gawaine on the condition that he would carry the dead lady back with him: her head was hung around his neck while her whole body lay across the mane of his horse. He then rode off toward Camelot. As soon as he arrived, Merlin asked King Arthur that Sir Gawaine be sworn to recount all his adventures, including how he killed the lady and how he showed no mercy to the knight, resulting in the lady's death. The king and queen were very displeased with Sir Gawaine for killing the lady. By the queen's decree, a quest was established against Sir Gawaine, and they sentenced him for the rest of his life to be with all ladies, to fight for their causes, to be courteous, and to never refuse mercy to anyone who asks for it. Thus, Gawaine swore upon the Four Evangelists that he would never be against a lady or gentlewoman unless he fought for one and his opponent fought for another. And so ends the adventure of Sir Gawaine that he undertook at the marriage of King Arthur. Amen.
CHAPTER IX.
How Sir Tor rode after the knight with
the brachet, and of his adventure by the way.
When Sir Tor was ready, he mounted upon his horseback, and rode after the knight with the brachet. So as he rode he met with a dwarf suddenly that smote his horse on the head with a staff, that he went backward his spear length. Why dost thou so? said Sir Tor. For thou shalt not pass this way, but if thou joust with yonder knights of the pavilions. Then was Tor ware where two pavilions were, and great spears stood out, and two shields hung on trees by the pavilions. I may not tarry, said Sir Tor, for I am in a quest that I must needs follow. Thou shalt not pass, said the dwarf, and therewithal he blew his horn. Then there came one armed on horseback, and dressed his shield, and came fast toward Tor, and he dressed him against him, and so ran together that Tor bare him from his horse. And anon the knight yielded him to his mercy. But, sir, I have a fellow in yonder pavilion that will have ado with you anon. He shall be welcome, said Sir Tor. Then was he ware of another knight coming with great raundon, and each of them dressed to other, that marvel it was to see; but the knight smote Sir Tor a great stroke in midst of the shield that his spear all to-shivered. And Sir Tor smote him through the shield below of the shield that it went through the cost of the knight, but the stroke slew him not. And therewith Sir Tor alighted and smote him on the helm a great stroke, and therewith the knight yielded him and besought him of mercy. I will well, said Sir Tor, but thou and thy fellow must go unto King Arthur, and yield you prisoners unto him. By whom shall we say are we thither sent? Ye shall say by the knight that went in the quest of the knight that went with the brachet. Now, what be your two names? said Sir Tor. My name is, said the one, Sir Felot of Langduk; and my name is, said the other, Sir Petipase of Winchelsea. Now go ye forth, said Sir Tor, and God speed you and me. Then came the dwarf and said unto Sir Tor, I pray you give me a gift. I will well, said Sir Tor, ask. I ask no more, said the dwarf, but that ye will suffer me to do you service, for I will serve no more recreant knights. Take an horse, said Sir Tor, and ride on with me. I wot ye ride after the knight with the white brachet, and I shall bring you where he is, said the dwarf. And so they rode throughout a forest, and at the last they were ware of two pavilions, even by a priory, with two shields, and the one shield was enewed with white, and the other shield was red.
When Sir Tor was ready, he got on his horse and rode after the knight with the dog. While riding, he suddenly encountered a dwarf who hit his horse on the head with a stick, making it back up a spear's length. "Why are you doing that?" asked Sir Tor. "You can't pass this way unless you joust with those knights in the pavilions," the dwarf replied. Tor then noticed two pavilions and great spears standing out, with two shields hanging on trees nearby. "I can't stop," said Sir Tor, "because I'm on a quest that I must complete." "You shall not pass," said the dwarf, and then he blew his horn. Suddenly, a knight in armor appeared on horseback, prepared his shield, and rushed toward Tor. They charged at each other, and Tor knocked him off his horse. Immediately, the knight surrendered to him. "But, sir, I have a friend in that pavilion who will want to challenge you soon." "He'll be welcome," replied Sir Tor. Then he noticed another knight approaching with great speed, and they both prepared to charge at each other, which was quite a sight. The knight struck Sir Tor a heavy blow in the middle of his shield, shattering his spear. Sir Tor countered and hit the knight below the shield, piercing through to the knight's body, but it didn’t kill him. Sir Tor dismounted and dealt him a heavy blow to the helmet, and the knight then surrendered and begged for mercy. "I will grant it," said Sir Tor, "but you and your friend must go to King Arthur and surrender to him as prisoners." "Who should we say sent us?" they asked. "You should say it was the knight who is on the quest for the knight with the dog." "What are your names?" asked Sir Tor. "I am Sir Felot of Langduk," said one, "and I am Sir Petipase of Winchelsea," said the other. "Now go," said Sir Tor, "and may God bless you and me." The dwarf then approached Sir Tor and said, "Please give me a gift." "Sure," replied Sir Tor, "ask for whatever you want." "I only ask that you allow me to serve you, because I won’t serve any more cowardly knights." "Take a horse," said Sir Tor, "and ride with me. I know you are following the knight with the white dog, and I will take you to him," said the dwarf. So they rode through a forest, and eventually they saw two pavilions near a priory, with two shields: one was painted white and the other red.
CHAPTER X.
How Sir Tor found the brachet with a
lady, and how a knight assailed him for the said brachet.
Therewith Sir Tor alighted and took the dwarf his glaive, and so he came to the white pavilion, and saw three damosels lie in it, on one pallet, sleeping, and so he went to the other pavilion, and found a lady lying sleeping therein, but there was the white brachet that bayed at her fast, and therewith the lady yede out of the pavilion and all her damosels. But anon as Sir Tor espied the white brachet, he took her by force and took her to the dwarf. What, will ye so, said the lady, take my brachet from me? Yea, said Sir Tor, this brachet have I sought from King Arthur’s court hither. Well, said the lady, knight, ye shall not go far with her, but that ye shall be met and grieved. I shall abide what adventure that cometh by the grace of God, and so mounted upon his horse, and passed on his way toward Camelot; but it was so near night he might not pass but little further. Know ye any lodging? said Tor. I know none, said the dwarf, but here beside is an hermitage, and there ye must take lodging as ye find. And within a while they came to the hermitage and took lodging; and was there grass, oats and bread for their horses; soon it was sped, and full hard was their supper; but there they rested them all night till on the morn, and heard a mass devoutly, and took their leave of the hermit, and Sir Tor prayed the hermit to pray for him. He said he would, and betook him to God. And so mounted upon horseback and rode towards Camelot a long while.
Sir Tor then got off his horse and took the dwarf's weapon, and he approached the white tent, where he saw three young ladies lying on a single cot, asleep. He went to another tent and found a lady sleeping inside, but her white hound was barking at her. Then the lady came out of the tent along with her attendants. As soon as Sir Tor noticed the white hound, he captured it and handed it to the dwarf. "What are you doing? Are you really taking my hound?" the lady asked. "Yes," replied Sir Tor, "I've been searching for this hound since I left King Arthur's court." "Well," the lady said, "knight, you won’t get far with her before facing trouble. I'll wait to see what challenge comes, with God's help." Then he got on his horse and continued toward Camelot, but it was getting dark, and he couldn't ride much further. "Do you know of any place to stay?" Tor asked. "I don't know any," the dwarf replied, "but there's a hermitage nearby; you can stay there as you find." Soon they arrived at the hermitage and took lodging there; there was grass, oats, and bread for their horses. Their meal was meager, but they rested for the night until morning, heard a mass with devotion, and took their leave of the hermit. Sir Tor asked the hermit to pray for him, and the hermit agreed, entrusting him to God. Then they mounted their horses and rode towards Camelot for a long time.
With that they heard a knight call loud that came after them, and he said, Knight, abide and yield my brachet that thou took from my lady. Sir Tor returned again, and beheld him how he was a seemly knight and well horsed, and well armed at all points; then Sir Tor dressed his shield, and took his spear in his hands, and the other came fiercely upon him, and smote both horse and man to the earth. Anon they arose lightly and drew their swords as eagerly as lions, and put their shields afore them, and smote through the shields, that the cantels fell off both parties. Also they tamed their helms that the hot blood ran out, and the thick mails of their hauberks they carved and rove in sunder that the hot blood ran to the earth, and both they had many wounds and were passing weary. But Sir Tor espied that the other knight fainted, and then he sued fast upon him, and doubled his strokes, and gart him go to the earth on the one side. Then Sir Tor bade him yield him. That will I not, said Abelleus, while my life lasteth and the soul is within my body, unless that thou wilt give me the brachet. That will I not do, said Sir Tor, for it was my quest to bring again thy brachet, thee, or both.
With that, they heard a knight shout loudly behind them, saying, "Knight, stop and return my hound that you took from my lady." Sir Tor turned back and saw that he was a handsome knight, well-mounted, and fully armored. Sir Tor readied his shield and took his spear in hand as the other knight charged fiercely at him, striking both horse and rider to the ground. They quickly got up, drew their swords eagerly like lions, raised their shields, and struck through each other's shields, causing pieces to fly off both sides. They also hammered at each other’s helmets until hot blood started running out, and they slashed through the thick mail of their hauberks, spilling even more blood onto the ground; both had numerous wounds and were extremely weary. But Sir Tor noticed that the other knight was weakening, so he pressed the attack, doubling his strikes, and forced him down to the ground on one side. Then Sir Tor commanded him to surrender. "I will not," said Abelleus, "as long as I have life and my soul is within my body, unless you return the hound to me." "I will not do that," said Sir Tor, "for my quest was to bring back your hound, you, or both."
CHAPTER XI.
How Sir Tor overcame the knight, and
how he lost his head at the request of a lady.
With that came a damosel riding on a palfrey as fast as she might drive, and cried with a loud voice unto Sir Tor. What will ye with me? said Sir Tor. I beseech thee, said the damosel, for King Arthur’s love, give me a gift; I require thee, gentle knight, as thou art a gentleman. Now, said Tor, ask a gift and I will give it you. Gramercy, said the damosel; now I ask the head of the false knight Abelleus, for he is the most outrageous knight that liveth, and the greatest murderer. I am loath, said Sir Tor, of that gift I have given you; let him make amends in that he hath trespassed unto you. Now, said the damosel, he may not, for he slew mine own brother before mine own eyes, that was a better knight than he, an he had had grace; and I kneeled half an hour afore him in the mire for to save my brother’s life, that had done him no damage, but fought with him by adventure of arms, and so for all that I could do he struck off his head; wherefore I require thee, as thou art a true knight, to give me my gift, or else I shall shame thee in all the court of King Arthur; for he is the falsest knight living, and a great destroyer of good knights. Then when Abelleus heard this, he was more afeard, and yielded him and asked mercy. I may not now, said Sir Tor, but if I should be found false of my promise; for while I would have taken you to mercy ye would none ask, but if ye had the brachet again, that was my quest. And therewith he took off his helm, and he arose and fled, and Sir Tor after him, and smote off his head quite.
With that, a young lady rode up on a horse as fast as she could and called out loudly to Sir Tor. "What do you want with me?" asked Sir Tor. "I beg you, for King Arthur's sake, give me a favor; I ask you, noble knight, as you are a gentleman." "Now, ask for a favor, and I will grant it," said Tor. "Thank you," said the young lady; "now I ask for the head of the false knight Abelleus, for he is the most dreadful knight alive and the greatest murderer." "I am reluctant," said Sir Tor, "to grant you that favor; let him make amends for what he has done to you." "But he cannot," said the young lady, "for he killed my own brother right before my eyes, who was a better knight than he, if he had any grace. I knelt in the mud for half an hour trying to save my brother's life, and he had done Abelleus no harm, but fought with him by chance in a tournament, and despite all I did, he struck off my brother's head. Therefore, I ask you, as you are a true knight, to grant me my favor, or else I will disgrace you in all of King Arthur's court; for he is the most treacherous knight alive and a great destroyer of noble knights." When Abelleus heard this, he became more afraid, yielded, and asked for mercy. "I cannot now," said Sir Tor, "for I would be found false to my promise; when I would have offered you mercy, you asked for none, except if you had the hound back, which was my quest." With that, he took off his helmet, got up, and fled, but Sir Tor chased after him and struck off his head completely.
Now sir, said the damosel, it is near night; I pray you come and lodge with me here at my place, it is here fast by. I will well, said Sir Tor, for his horse and he had fared evil since they departed from Camelot, and so he rode with her, and had passing good cheer with her; and she had a passing fair old knight to her husband that made him passing good cheer, and well eased both his horse and him. And on the morn he heard his mass, and brake his fast, and took his leave of the knight and of the lady, that besought him to tell them his name. Truly, he said, my name is Sir Tor that was late made knight, and this was the first quest of arms that ever I did, to bring again that this knight Abelleus took away from King Arthur’s court. O fair knight, said the lady and her husband, an ye come here in our marches, come and see our poor lodging, and it shall be always at your commandment. So Sir Tor departed and came to Camelot on the third day by noon, and the king and the queen and all the court was passing fain of his coming, and made great joy that he was come again; for he went from the court with little succour, but as King Pellinore his father gave him an old courser, and King Arthur gave him armour and a sword, and else had he none other succour, but rode so forth himself alone. And then the king and the queen by Merlin’s advice made him to swear to tell of his adventures, and so he told and made proofs of his deeds as it is afore rehearsed, wherefore the king and the queen made great joy. Nay, nay, said Merlin, these be but japes to that he shall do; for he shall prove a noble knight of prowess, as good as any is living, and gentle and courteous, and of good tatches, and passing true of his promise, and never shall outrage. Wherethrough Merlin’s words King Arthur gave him an earldom of lands that fell unto him. And here endeth the quest of Sir Tor, King Pellinore’s son.
Now, sir, said the lady, it's getting close to night; please come and stay with me at my place, which is nearby. I’d be happy to, said Sir Tor, since he and his horse had had a rough time since leaving Camelot. So, he rode with her and enjoyed a pleasant evening. She had a very respectable older knight as her husband who treated him well, ensuring both he and his horse were comfortable. The next morning, he attended Mass, had breakfast, and took his leave of the knight and the lady, who asked him to share his name. "Honestly," he said, "I am Sir Tor, who was recently made a knight. This is the first quest of arms I've undertaken, to retrieve what this knight Abelleus took from King Arthur’s court." "Oh, noble knight," said the lady and her husband, "if you come back to our lands, do come and visit our humble home; it will always be open to you." Sir Tor then left and arrived in Camelot by noon on the third day, where the king, queen, and entire court were very pleased to see him return, celebrating his arrival. He had left the court with little help, just an old horse given to him by his father, King Pellinore, and armor and a sword from King Arthur; otherwise, he had set off alone. Then, upon Merlin's advice, the king and queen made him promise to share the stories of his adventures, and he recounted his deeds as mentioned earlier, which brought great joy to the king and queen. "No, no," said Merlin, "these are just jesting compared to what he will accomplish; he will prove to be a noble knight of skill, as good as anyone alive, courteous, kind-hearted, and very true to his word, and he will never act disgracefully." Because of Merlin's words, King Arthur granted him an earldom of lands that came into his possession. And this concludes the quest of Sir Tor, King Pellinore’s son.
CHAPTER XII.
How King Pellinore rode after the
lady and the knight that led her away, and how a lady desired help of him, and
how he fought with two knights for that lady, of whom he slew the one at the
first stroke.
Then King Pellinore armed him and mounted upon his horse, and rode more than a pace after the lady that the knight led away. And as he rode in a forest, he saw in a valley a damosel sit by a well, and a wounded knight in her arms, and Pellinore saluted her. And when she was ware of him, she cried overloud, Help me, knight; for Christ’s sake, King Pellinore. And he would not tarry, he was so eager in his quest, and ever she cried an hundred times after help. When she saw he would not abide, she prayed unto God to send him as much need of help as she had, and that he might feel it or he died. So, as the book telleth, the knight there died that there was wounded, wherefore the lady for pure sorrow slew herself with his sword. As King Pellinore rode in that valley he met with a poor man, a labourer. Sawest thou not, said Pellinore, a knight riding and leading away a lady? Yea, said the man, I saw that knight, and the lady that made great dole; and yonder beneath in a valley there shall ye see two pavilions, and one of the knights of the pavilions challenged that lady of that knight, and said she was his cousin near, wherefore he should lead her no farther. And so they waged battle in that quarrel, the one said he would have her by force, and the other said he would have the rule of her, by cause he was her kinsman, and would lead her to her kin. For this quarrel he left them fighting. And if ye will ride a pace ye shall find them fighting, and the lady was beleft with the two squires in the pavilions. God thank thee, said King Pellinore.
Then King Pellinore got ready for battle and mounted his horse, riding swiftly after the knight who was taking the lady away. As he rode through a forest, he spotted a damsel sitting by a well, cradling a wounded knight in her arms. Pellinore greeted her, and when she noticed him, she exclaimed loudly, "Help me, knight; for Christ’s sake, King Pellinore!" He was so focused on his quest that he didn’t want to stop, even though she cried out for help a hundred times. When she saw he wouldn’t stay, she prayed to God to send him as much need for help as she had, wishing that he would feel it before he died. As the story goes, the wounded knight died shortly after, and out of deep sorrow, the lady took her own life with his sword. While King Pellinore was in that valley, he encountered a poor laborer. "Did you not see a knight riding and leading away a lady?" Pellinore asked. "Yes," the man replied, "I saw that knight, and the lady was in great distress. Down in the valley, you’ll see two tents. One of the knights in the tents challenged that lady's knight, claiming she was closely related to him, so he shouldn’t take her any further. They fought over this issue; one said he would take her by force, while the other claimed he should have the right to lead her to her family because he was her relative. I left them fighting over this. If you hurry, you’ll find them in combat, and the lady was left with the two squires in the tents." "God thank you," said King Pellinore.
Then he rode a wallop till he had a sight of the two pavilions, and the two knights fighting. Anon he rode unto the pavilions, and saw the lady that was his quest, and said, Fair lady, ye must go with me unto the court of King Arthur. Sir knight, said the two squires that were with her, yonder are two knights that fight for this lady, go thither and depart them, and be agreed with them, and then may ye have her at your pleasure. Ye say well, said King Pellinore. And anon he rode betwixt them, and departed them, and asked them the causes why that they fought? Sir knight, said the one, I shall tell you, this lady is my kinswoman nigh, mine aunt’s daughter, and when I heard her complain that she was with him maugre her head, I waged battle to fight with him. Sir knight, said the other, whose name was Hontzlake of Wentland, and this lady I gat by my prowess of arms this day at Arthur’s court. That is untruly said, said King Pellinore, for ye came in suddenly there as we were at the high feast, and took away this lady or any man might make him ready; and therefore it was my quest to bring her again and you both, or else the one of us to abide in the field; therefore the lady shall go with me, or I will die for it, for I have promised it King Arthur. And therefore fight ye no more, for none of you shall have no part of her at this time; and if ye list to fight for her, fight with me, and I will defend her. Well, said the knights, make you ready, and we shall assail you with all our power. And as King Pellinore would have put his horse from them, Sir Hontzlake rove his horse through with a sword, and said: Now art thou on foot as well as we are. When King Pellinore espied that his horse was slain, lightly he leapt from his horse and pulled out his sword, and put his shield afore him, and said, Knight, keep well thy head, for thou shalt have a buffet for the slaying of my horse. So King Pellinore gave him such a stroke upon the helm that he clave the head down to the chin, that he fell to the earth dead.
Then he rode hard until he spotted the two pavilions and the two knights fighting. Soon he rode up to the pavilions, saw the lady he was seeking, and said, "Fair lady, you must go with me to the court of King Arthur." "Sir knight," said the two squires with her, "over there are two knights fighting for this lady. Go over there, separate them, and settle things with them, and then you can have her at your leisure." "You speak well," said King Pellinore. Immediately he rode between them, separated them, and asked why they were fighting. "Sir knight," said one, "I'll tell you. This lady is my relative, my aunt's daughter, and when I heard her complain that she was with him against her will, I challenged him to a fight." "Sir knight," said the other, whose name was Hontzlake of Wentland, "I won this lady for my skills in battle today at Arthur's court." "That’s not true," said King Pellinore, "for you came in suddenly while we were at the grand feast and took this lady away before anyone could prepare. Therefore, it is my mission to bring her back along with both of you, or else one of us must stay here in the field; so the lady will go with me, or I will die for it, for I have promised that to King Arthur. So do not fight any longer, for neither of you shall have her at this time; if you wish to fight for her, fight with me, and I will defend her." "Alright," said the knights, "get ready, and we will attack you with all our strength." Just as King Pellinore was about to pull his horse away from them, Sir Hontzlake ran his horse through with a sword and said, "Now you’re on foot just like us." When King Pellinore saw that his horse was slain, he quickly jumped off, drew his sword, put his shield in front of him, and said, "Knight, watch your head well, for you will receive a blow for killing my horse." So King Pellinore struck him so hard on the helm that his head split down to the chin, and he fell to the ground dead.
CHAPTER XIII.
How King Pellinore gat the lady and
brought her to Camelot to the court of King Arthur.
And then he turned him to the other knight, that was sore wounded. But when he saw the other’s buffet, he would not fight, but kneeled down and said, Take my cousin the lady with you at your request, and I require you, as ye be a true knight, put her to no shame nor villainy. What, said King Pellinore, will ye not fight for her? No, sir, said the knight, I will not fight with such a knight of prowess as ye be. Well, said Pellinore, ye say well; I promise you she shall have no villainy by me, as I am true knight; but now me lacketh an horse, said Pellinore, but I will have Hontzlake’s horse. Ye shall not need, said the knight, for I shall give you such an horse as shall please you, so that you will lodge with me, for it is near night. I will well, said King Pellinore, abide with you all night. And there he had with him right good cheer, and fared of the best with passing good wine, and had merry rest that night. And on the morn he heard a mass and dined; and then was brought him a fair bay courser, and King Pellinore’s saddle set upon him. Now, what shall I call you? said the knight, inasmuch as ye have my cousin at your desire of your quest. Sir, I shall tell you, my name is King Pellinore of the Isles and knight of the Table Round. Now I am glad, said the knight, that such a noble man shall have the rule of my cousin. Now, what is your name? said Pellinore, I pray you tell me. Sir, my name is Sir Meliot of Logurs, and this lady my cousin hight Nimue, and the knight that was in the other pavilion is my sworn brother, a passing good knight, and his name is Brian of the Isles, and he is full loath to do wrong, and full loath to fight with any man, but if he be sore sought on, so that for shame he may not leave it. It is marvel, said Pellinore, that he will not have ado with me. Sir, he will not have ado with no man but if it be at his request. Bring him to the court, said Pellinore, one of these days. Sir, we will come together. And ye shall be welcome, said Pellinore, to the court of King Arthur, and greatly allowed for your coming. And so he departed with the lady, and brought her to Camelot.
Then he turned to the other knight, who was seriously wounded. But when he saw the other’s blow, he didn't want to fight; instead, he knelt down and said, "Take my cousin, the lady, with you as you've requested, and I ask you, as a true knight, to treat her with honor and respect." "What," said King Pellinore, "won't you fight for her?" "No, sir," replied the knight, "I won't fight a knight as skilled as you." "Well," said Pellinore, "you are right; I promise you she will not be mistreated by me, as I am a true knight. But now I lack a horse," said Pellinore, "so I will take Hontzlake’s horse." "You won't need to," said the knight, "for I will provide you with a horse that will please you, if you stay with me, since it is getting dark." "I agree," said King Pellinore, "I'll stay with you all night." And there he was treated very well, enjoyed excellent wine, and had a pleasant rest that night. In the morning, he attended mass and had breakfast; then a beautiful bay horse was brought to him, with King Pellinore's saddle on it. "Now, what should I call you?" asked the knight, since you have my cousin at your request. "Sir, I’ll tell you; my name is King Pellinore of the Isles and knight of the Round Table." "I'm glad," said the knight, "that such a noble man will take care of my cousin. Now, what's your name?" Pellinore asked. "Sir, my name is Sir Meliot of Logurs, and this lady, my cousin, is named Nimue. The knight in the other tent is my sworn brother, a very good knight named Brian of the Isles. He is very reluctant to do wrong and doesn't want to fight anyone unless he absolutely has to." "It's strange," said Pellinore, "that he won't engage with me." "Sir, he won't fight with anyone unless it’s his own idea," replied Meliot. "Bring him to court one of these days," said Pellinore. "Sir, we will come together," Meliot replied. "And you will be warmly welcomed at King Arthur’s court; your presence will be greatly appreciated." So he departed with the lady and took her to Camelot.
So as they rode in a valley it was full of stones, and there the lady’s horse stumbled and threw her down, that her arm was sore bruised and near she swooned for pain. Alas! sir, said the lady, mine arm is out of lithe, wherethrough I must needs rest me. Ye shall well, said King Pellinore. And so he alighted under a fair tree where was fair grass, and he put his horse thereto, and so laid him under the tree and slept till it was nigh night. And when he awoke he would have ridden. Sir, said the lady, it is so dark that ye may as well ride backward as forward. So they abode still and made there their lodging. Then Sir Pellinore put off his armour; then a little afore midnight they heard the trotting of an horse. Be ye still, said King Pellinore, for we shall hear of some adventure.
As they rode through a valley filled with stones, the lady’s horse stumbled and threw her off, causing her arm to be badly bruised and nearly making her faint from the pain. "Oh no, sir," said the lady, "my arm is out of joint, so I need to rest." "Of course," replied King Pellinore. He dismounted near a beautiful tree with nice grass, tied his horse there, and laid down under the tree, falling asleep until it was almost night. When he woke up, he wanted to ride again. "Sir," said the lady, "it’s so dark that you might as well ride backward as forward." So they stayed there and set up camp for the night. Then Sir Pellinore took off his armor. A little before midnight, they heard the sound of a horse trotting. "Be quiet," said King Pellinore, "because we might hear about some adventure."
CHAPTER XIV.
How on the way he heard two knights,
as he lay by night in a valley, and of their adventures.
And therewith he armed him. So right even afore him there met two knights, the one came froward Camelot, and the other from the north, and either saluted other. What tidings at Camelot? said the one. By my head, said the other, there have I been and espied the court of King Arthur, and there is such a fellowship they may never be broken, and well-nigh all the world holdeth with Arthur, for there is the flower of chivalry. Now for this cause I am riding into the north, to tell our chieftains of the fellowship that is withholden with King Arthur. As for that, said the other knight, I have brought a remedy with me, that is the greatest poison that ever ye heard speak of, and to Camelot will I with it, for we have a friend right nigh King Arthur, and well cherished, that shall poison King Arthur; for so he hath promised our chieftains, and received great gifts for to do it. Beware, said the other knight, of Merlin, for he knoweth all things by the devil’s craft. Therefore will I not let it, said the knight. And so they departed asunder. Anon after Pellinore made him ready, and his lady, [and] rode toward Camelot; and as they came by the well there as the wounded knight was and the lady, there he found the knight, and the lady eaten with lions or wild beasts, all save the head, wherefore he made great sorrow, and wept passing sore, and said, Alas! her life might I have saved; but I was so fierce in my quest, therefore I would not abide. Wherefore make ye such dole? said the lady. I wot not, said Pellinore, but my heart mourneth sore of the death of her, for she was a passing fair lady and a young. Now, will ye do by mine advice? said the lady, take this knight and let him be buried in an hermitage, and then take the lady’s head and bear it with you unto Arthur. So King Pellinore took this dead knight on his shoulders, and brought him to the hermitage, and charged the hermit with the corpse, that service should be done for the soul; and take his harness for your pain. It shall be done, said the hermit, as I will answer unto God.
And with that, he got ready. Right in front of him, two knights met—one coming from Camelot and the other from the north. They greeted each other. "What news from Camelot?" asked one. "By my head," replied the other, "I've been there and seen King Arthur's court, and there’s such a brotherhood that it can never be broken; almost everyone supports Arthur, for it’s the pinnacle of chivalry. That’s why I'm heading north, to inform our leaders about the alliance with King Arthur." "In that case," said the other knight, "I’ve brought a solution—it's the strongest poison you've ever heard of, and I'm going to Camelot with it. We have a close ally of King Arthur, well-respected, who has promised to poison him; he's received great rewards for doing this." "Beware of Merlin," warned the other knight, "for he knows everything through magic." "I won't let that stop me," said the knight. And then they went their separate ways. Shortly after, Pellinore got ready, along with his lady, and rode toward Camelot. As they passed the well where the wounded knight and the lady were, he found the knight and the lady eaten by lions or wild beasts, except for the head. He was deeply distressed, weeping heavily, and said, "Alas! I could have saved her life, but I was so focused on my quest that I wouldn't stop." "Why are you so upset?" asked the lady. "I don't know," Pellinore replied, "but my heart aches for her death, for she was a remarkably beautiful and young lady." "Will you take my advice?" said the lady. "Take this knight and bury him in a hermitage, then take the lady’s head and bring it to Arthur." So King Pellinore lifted the dead knight onto his shoulders and brought him to the hermitage, asking the hermit to care for the body and perform services for the soul; he also told the hermit to keep the armor as payment for his efforts. "It will be done," the hermit said, "as I will answer to God."
CHAPTER XV.
How when he was come to Camelot he was
sworn upon a book to tell the truth of his quest.
And therewith they departed, and came there as the head of the lady lay with a fair yellow hair that grieved King Pellinore passingly sore when he looked on it, for much he cast his heart on the visage. And so by noon they came to Camelot; and the king and the queen were passing fain of his coming to the court. And there he was made to swear upon the Four Evangelists, to tell the truth of his quest from the one to the other. Ah! Sir Pellinore, said Queen Guenever, ye were greatly to blame that ye saved not this lady’s life. Madam, said Pellinore, ye were greatly to blame an ye would not save your own life an ye might, but, save your pleasure, I was so furious in my quest that I would not abide, and that repenteth me, and shall the days of my life. Truly, said Merlin, ye ought sore to repent it, for that lady was your own daughter begotten on the lady of the Rule, and that knight that was dead was her love, and should have wedded her, and he was a right good knight of a young man, and would have proved a good man, and to this court was he coming, and his name was Sir Miles of the Launds, and a knight came behind him and slew him with a spear, and his name is Loraine le Savage, a false knight and a coward; and she for great sorrow and dole slew herself with his sword, and her name was Eleine. And because ye would not abide and help her, ye shall see your best friend fail you when ye be in the greatest distress that ever ye were or shall be. And that penance God hath ordained you for that deed, that he that ye shall most trust to of any man alive, he shall leave you there ye shall be slain. Me forthinketh, said King Pellinore, that this shall me betide, but God may fordo well destiny.
And with that, they left and arrived where the lady's head rested, her lovely yellow hair deeply saddened King Pellinore when he saw it, for he had cared much for her beauty. By noon, they reached Camelot, and the king and queen were very glad to see him at court. There, he was made to swear on the Four Gospels to tell the truth about his quest from one to the other. "Ah! Sir Pellinore," said Queen Guenever, "you are greatly to blame for not saving this lady's life." "Madam," Pellinore replied, "you would be greatly to blame if you did not save your own life when you could. But, with all due respect, I was so focused on my quest that I couldn't stop, and that I regret for the rest of my days." "Truly," Merlin said, "you should really regret it, for that lady was your own daughter, born of the Lady of the Rule, and the knight who died was her love, meant to marry her. He was a very good young knight, and was coming to this court—his name was Sir Miles of the Launds. Another knight came behind him and killed him with a spear; his name is Loraine le Savage, a false and cowardly knight. In her great sorrow, she took her own life with his sword, and her name was Eleine. Because you would not stop and help her, you shall see your best friend abandon you when you are in the greatest danger you have ever faced or ever will face. That is the penance God has ordained for you because of your actions: the one you trust the most of any man alive will leave you when you are about to be killed." "I regret," said King Pellinore, "that this will happen to me, but God can change destiny."
Thus, when the quest was done of the white hart, the which followed Sir Gawaine; and the quest of the brachet, followed of Sir Tor, Pellinore’s son; and the quest of the lady that the knight took away, the which King Pellinore at that time followed; then the king stablished all his knights, and them that were of lands not rich he gave them lands, and charged them never to do outrageousity nor murder, and always to flee treason; also, by no means to be cruel, but to give mercy unto him that asketh mercy, upon pain of forfeiture of their worship and lordship of King Arthur for evermore; and always to do ladies, damosels, and gentlewomen succour, upon pain of death. Also, that no man take no battles in a wrongful quarrel for no law, nor for no world’s goods. Unto this were all the knights sworn of the Table Round, both old and young. And every year were they sworn at the high feast of Pentecost.
So, when the quest for the white stag that Sir Gawaine pursued was completed, and the quest for the hound that Sir Tor, Pellinore's son, followed, and the quest for the lady that the knight took, which King Pellinore was then pursuing, the king established all his knights. He granted land to those who were not wealthy and instructed them never to commit outrageous acts or murder, and always to avoid treason. They were also to show no cruelty, but to grant mercy to anyone who asked for it, under the penalty of losing their honor and the favor of King Arthur forever. Furthermore, they had to assist ladies, damsels, and gentlewomen, or face the death penalty. They were not to engage in battles for unjust reasons, nor for any worldly possessions. All the knights of the Round Table, both old and young, swore this oath. They took the oath every year at the high feast of Pentecost.
Explicit the Wedding of King Arthur.
Sequitur quartus liber.
CHAPTER I.
How Merlin was assotted and doted on
one of the ladies of the lake, and how he was shut in a rock under a stone and
there died.
So after these quests of Sir Gawaine, Sir Tor, and King Pellinore, it fell so that Merlin fell in a dotage on the damosel that King Pellinore brought to court, and she was one of the damosels of the lake, that hight Nimue. But Merlin would let her have no rest, but always he would be with her. And ever she made Merlin good cheer till she had learned of him all manner thing that she desired; and he was assotted upon her, that he might not be from her. So on a time he told King Arthur that he should not dure long, but for all his crafts he should be put in the earth quick. And so he told the king many things that should befall, but always he warned the king to keep well his sword and the scabbard, for he told him how the sword and the scabbard should be stolen by a woman from him that he most trusted. Also he told King Arthur that he should miss him,—Yet had ye liefer than all your lands to have me again. Ah, said the king, since ye know of your adventure, purvey for it, and put away by your crafts that misadventure. Nay, said Merlin, it will not be; so he departed from the king. And within a while the Damosel of the Lake departed, and Merlin went with her evermore wheresomever she went. And ofttimes Merlin would have had her privily away by his subtle crafts; then she made him to swear that he should never do none enchantment upon her if he would have his will. And so he sware; so she and Merlin went over the sea unto the land of Benwick, whereas King Ban was king that had great war against King Claudas, and there Merlin spake with King Ban’s wife, a fair lady and a good, and her name was Elaine, and there he saw young Launcelot. There the queen made great sorrow for the mortal war that King Claudas made on her lord and on her lands. Take none heaviness, said Merlin, for this same child within this twenty year shall revenge you on King Claudas, that all Christendom shall speak of it; and this same child shall be the most man of worship of the world, and his first name is Galahad, that know I well, said Merlin, and since ye have confirmed him Launcelot. That is truth, said the queen, his first name was Galahad. O Merlin, said the queen, shall I live to see my son such a man of prowess? Yea, lady, on my peril ye shall see it, and live many winters after.
So after the adventures of Sir Gawaine, Sir Tor, and King Pellinore, Merlin became infatuated with the damsel that King Pellinore brought to court, and she was one of the ladies of the lake, named Nimue. But Merlin wouldn’t give her any space; he was always by her side. And she treated Merlin kindly until she learned everything she wanted from him; he became so enchanted with her that he could not be apart from her. One day, he told King Arthur that he wouldn’t last long, but despite all his skills, he would be buried alive. He shared with the king many events that were to come, but he always warned him to keep his sword and scabbard safe, revealing that a woman he trusted the most would steal them. He also told King Arthur that he would miss him—“You would prefer to have me back than all your lands.” “Ah,” said the king, “since you know of your destiny, prepare for it, and use your skills to avoid that tragedy.” “No,” Merlin replied, “it cannot be,” and then he left the king. Soon after, the Damsel of the Lake left, and Merlin followed her wherever she went. Many times, Merlin tried to lure her away using his clever tricks, but she made him swear that he would never cast any enchantment on her if he wanted to have his way with her. And so he swore; together they crossed the sea to the land of Benwick, where King Ban ruled, who was in a fierce battle against King Claudas, and there Merlin spoke with King Ban’s wife, a beautiful and noble lady named Elaine, and he saw the young Launcelot. The queen expressed great sorrow over the relentless war King Claudas waged against her husband and her land. “Don’t be sad,” said Merlin, “for this very child will avenge you on King Claudas within twenty years, and all of Christendom will speak of it; this child will be the most honorable man in the world, and his first name is Galahad, I know this well, and since you have called him Launcelot.” “That’s true,” said the queen, “his first name was Galahad.” “Oh Merlin,” said the queen, “will I live to see my son become such a man of valor?” “Yes, my lady, on my word, you shall see it, and live many winters afterward.”
And so, soon after, the lady and Merlin departed, and by the way Merlin showed her many wonders, and came into Cornwall. And always Merlin lay about the lady to have her maidenhood, and she was ever passing weary of him, and fain would have been delivered of him, for she was afeard of him because he was a devil’s son, and she could not beskift him by no mean. And so on a time it happed that Merlin showed to her in a rock whereas was a great wonder, and wrought by enchantment, that went under a great stone. So by her subtle working she made Merlin to go under that stone to let her wit of the marvels there; but she wrought so there for him that he came never out for all the craft he could do. And so she departed and left Merlin.
And so, shortly after, the lady and Merlin set off, and along the way, Merlin showed her many wonders, and they arrived in Cornwall. Merlin constantly pursued the lady, wanting to claim her virginity, but she grew increasingly weary of him and desperately wanted to be free of him. She was afraid of him because he was the son of a devil, and she couldn’t shake him off in any way. One time, Merlin showed her a great wonder in a rock, which was enchanted and hidden under a large stone. Using her cleverness, she got Merlin to go under that stone to uncover the marvels there; however, she cleverly manipulated things so that he could never escape despite all his skills. And so she left him behind.
CHAPTER II.
How five kings came into this land to
war against King Arthur, and what counsel Arthur had against them.
And as King Arthur rode to Camelot, and held there a great feast with mirth and joy, so soon after he returned unto Cardoile, and there came unto Arthur new tidings that the king of Denmark, and the king of Ireland that was his brother, and the king of the Vale, and the king of Soleise, and the king of the Isle of Longtains, all these five kings with a great host were entered into the land of King Arthur, and burnt and slew clean afore them, both cities and castles, that it was pity to hear. Alas, said Arthur, yet had I never rest one month since I was crowned king of this land. Now shall I never rest till I meet with those kings in a fair field, that I make mine avow; for my true liege people shall not be destroyed in my default, go with me who will, and abide who that will. Then the king let write unto King Pellinore, and prayed him in all haste to make him ready with such people as he might lightliest rear and hie him after in all haste. All the barons were privily wroth that the king would depart so suddenly; but the king by no mean would abide, but made writing unto them that were not there, and bade them hie after him, such as were not at that time in the court. Then the king came to Queen Guenever, and said, Lady, make you ready, for ye shall go with me, for I may not long miss you; ye shall cause me to be the more hardy, what adventure so befall me; I will not wit my lady to be in no jeopardy. Sir, said she, I am at your commandment, and shall be ready what time so ye be ready. So on the morn the king and the queen departed with such fellowship as they had, and came into the north, into a forest beside Humber, and there lodged them. When the word and tiding came unto the five kings above said, that Arthur was beside Humber in a forest, there was a knight, brother unto one of the five kings, that gave them this counsel: Ye know well that Sir Arthur hath the flower of chivalry of the world with him, as it is proved by the great battle he did with the eleven kings; and therefore hie unto him night and day till that we be nigh him, for the longer he tarrieth the bigger he is, and we ever the weaker; and he is so courageous of himself that he is come to the field with little people, and therefore let us set upon him or day and we shall slay down; of his knights there shall none escape.
And as King Arthur rode to Camelot and held a great feast filled with laughter and joy, soon after he returned to Cardoile, where he received new news that the kings of Denmark, Ireland (his brother), the Vale, Soleise, and the Isle of Longtains—all five kings with a large army—had invaded King Arthur's land, burning and slaughtering cities and castles as they went, it was heartbreaking to hear. "Alas," said Arthur, "I've never had a moment's peace since I was crowned king of this land. I won't rest until I confront those kings in battle, I swear it; my loyal people won’t suffer because of me. Whoever wants to join me can come, and whoever doesn’t, can stay." Then the king sent a message to King Pellinore, urging him to gather his troops and come quickly. The barons were secretly upset that the king was leaving so abruptly, but he refused to stay and wrote to those who weren’t present, asking them to hurry after him. Arthur then approached Queen Guenever and said, "Lady, get ready, because you will come with me; I can’t do without you for long. Your presence will make me braver, no matter what happens. I don’t want my lady to be in any danger." "Sir," she replied, "I am at your service and will be ready whenever you are." So the next morning, the king and queen set off with their companions and traveled north to a forest near Humber, where they made camp. When the five kings heard that Arthur was nearby in the forest, a knight, brother of one of the kings, advised them, "You know well that Sir Arthur has the best knights in the world with him, proven by his major battle against the eleven kings. So let’s hurry to him day and night until we are close; the longer he waits, the stronger he becomes, and we only get weaker. He is so confident that he comes to battle with few men, so let’s strike him at dawn, and we will wipe him out; none of his knights will escape."
CHAPTER III.
How King Arthur had ado with them and
overthrew them, and slew the five kings and made the remnant to flee.
Unto this counsel these five kings assented, and so they passed forth with their host through North Wales, and came upon Arthur by night, and set upon his host as the king and his knights were in their pavilions. King Arthur was unarmed, and had laid him to rest with his Queen Guenever. Sir, said Sir Kay, it is not good we be unarmed. We shall have no need, said Sir Gawaine and Sir Griflet, that lay in a little pavilion by the king. With that they heard a great noise, and many cried, Treason, treason! Alas, said King Arthur, we be betrayed! Unto arms, fellows, then he cried. So they were armed anon at all points. Then came there a wounded knight unto the king, and said, Sir, save yourself and my lady the queen, for our host is destroyed, and much people of ours slain. So anon the king and the queen and the three knights took their horses, and rode toward Humber to pass over it, and the water was so rough that they were afraid to pass over. Now may ye choose, said King Arthur, whether ye will abide and take the adventure on this side, for an ye be taken they will slay you. It were me liefer, said the queen, to die in the water than to fall in your enemies’ hands and there be slain.
The five kings agreed to this plan and marched with their army through North Wales, finding Arthur at night while he and his knights were resting in their tents. King Arthur was unarmed and had fallen asleep next to his Queen Guenever. Sir Kay said, "It's not good for us to be unarmed." "We won’t need it," replied Sir Gawaine and Sir Griflet, who were in a nearby tent with the king. Just then, they heard a loud commotion, with many shouting, "Treason, treason!" "Alas," said King Arthur, "we've been betrayed! To arms, everyone!" They quickly got armed. Then a wounded knight came to the king and said, "Sir, save yourself and my lady the queen, for our army is decimated, and many of us are dead." So, the king, the queen, and the three knights quickly took their horses and rode toward the Humber River to cross it, but the water was so rough that they were afraid to go over. "Now you can choose," said King Arthur, "whether to stay and face whatever happens on this side, for if you get caught, they'll kill you." "I'd rather die in the water," said the queen, "than fall into the hands of our enemies and be killed there."
And as they stood so talking, Sir Kay saw the five kings coming on horseback by themselves alone, with their spears in their hands even toward them. Lo, said Sir Kay, yonder be the five kings; let us go to them and match them. That were folly, said Sir Gawaine, for we are but three and they be five. That is truth, said Sir Griflet. No force, said Sir Kay, I will undertake for two of them, and then may ye three undertake for the other three. And therewithal, Sir Kay let his horse run as fast as he might, and struck one of them through the shield and the body a fathom, that the king fell to the earth stark dead. That saw Sir Gawaine, and ran unto another king so hard that he smote him through the body. And therewithal King Arthur ran to another, and smote him through the body with a spear, that he fell to the earth dead. Then Sir Griflet ran unto the fourth king, and gave him such a fall that his neck brake. Anon Sir Kay ran unto the fifth king, and smote him so hard on the helm that the stroke clave the helm and the head to the earth. That was well stricken, said King Arthur, and worshipfully hast thou holden thy promise, therefore I shall honour thee while that I live. And therewithal they set the queen in a barge into Humber; but always Queen Guenever praised Sir Kay for his deeds, and said, What lady that ye love, and she love you not again she were greatly to blame; and among ladies, said the queen, I shall bear your noble fame, for ye spake a great word, and fulfilled it worshipfully. And therewith the queen departed.
As they were talking, Sir Kay noticed five kings approaching on horseback, armed with spears. "Look," said Sir Kay, "there are the five kings; let's go challenge them." "That would be foolish," replied Sir Gawaine, "since we're only three and they are five." "That's true," said Sir Griflet. "No worries," said Sir Kay, "I'll take on two of them, and you three can handle the other three." With that, Sir Kay urged his horse forward as fast as he could and struck one of the kings through his shield and into his body, killing him instantly. Sir Gawaine saw this and charged at another king, managing to strike him down as well. Then King Arthur dashed at yet another king, piercing him through the body with his spear, causing him to fall dead. Sir Griflet then attacked the fourth king, delivering a blow that broke his neck. Finally, Sir Kay raced over to the fifth king and struck him so hard on the helmet that it split open, killing him instantly. "Well done," said King Arthur, "you’ve honored your promise splendidly, and I will honor you as long as I live." With that, they placed the queen in a barge heading to Humber, but Queen Guenever continued to praise Sir Kay for his bravery, saying, "What lady would not be at fault if she didn’t love you back? Among all ladies, I will ensure your noble reputation is known, for you made a bold claim and fulfilled it with honor." With that, the queen departed.
Then the king and the three knights rode into the forest, for there they supposed to hear of them that were escaped; and there he found the most part of his people, and told them all how the five kings were dead. And therefore let us hold us together till it be day, and when their host have espied that their chieftains be slain, they will make such dole that they shall no more help themselves. And right so as the king said, so it was; for when they found the five kings dead, they made such dole that they fell from their horses. Therewithal came King Arthur but with a few people, and slew on the left hand and on the right hand, that well-nigh there escaped no man, but all were slain to the number thirty thousand. And when the battle was all ended, the king kneeled down and thanked God meekly. And then he sent for the queen, and soon she was come, and she made great joy of the overcoming of that battle.
Then the king and the three knights rode into the forest, hoping to find news of those who had escaped. There, he discovered most of his people and informed them that the five kings were dead. "So let's stick together until dawn. When their army realizes their leaders are gone, they’ll be so heartbroken they won’t be able to fight back," he said. Just as the king predicted, when they learned the five kings were dead, they were so overwhelmed with grief that they fell from their horses. At that moment, King Arthur arrived with only a few followers and attacked to the left and right, leaving hardly anyone alive—about thirty thousand were slain. Once the battle ended, the king knelt down and humbly thanked God. Then he sent for the queen, and she soon arrived and was overjoyed by their victory in the battle.
CHAPTER IV.
How the battle was finished or he
came, and how King Arthur founded an abbey where the battle was.
Therewithal came one to King Arthur, and told him that King Pellinore was within three mile with a great host; and he said, Go unto him, and let him understand how we have sped. So within a while King Pellinore came with a great host, and saluted the people and the king, and there was great joy made on every side. Then the king let search how much people of his party there was slain; and there were found but little past two hundred men slain and eight knights of the Table Round in their pavilions. Then the king let rear and devise in the same place whereat the battle was done a fair abbey, and endowed it with great livelihood, and let it call the Abbey of La Beale Adventure. But when some of them came into their countries, whereof the five kings were kings, and told them how they were slain, there was made great dole. And all King Arthur’s enemies, as the King of North Wales, and the kings of the North, [when they] wist of the battle, they were passing heavy. And so the king returned unto Camelot in haste.
Then someone came to King Arthur and told him that King Pellinore was three miles away with a large army; Arthur said, "Go to him and let him know how we did." Shortly after, King Pellinore arrived with his great host, greeting the people and the king, and there was much joy all around. The king ordered a count of how many of his men were killed, and they found just over two hundred dead, along with eight knights from the Round Table in their tents. The king then decided to build a beautiful abbey at the site of the battle and endowed it generously, naming it the Abbey of La Beale Adventure. However, when some of their men returned to their regions, ruled by the five kings, and told them about the deaths, there was great mourning. And when King Arthur's enemies, like the King of North Wales and the northern kings, heard about the battle, they were extremely upset. So, the king quickly returned to Camelot.
And when he was come to Camelot he called King Pellinore unto him, and said, Ye understand well that we have lost eight knights of the best of the Table Round, and by your advice we will choose eight again of the best we may find in this court. Sir, said Pellinore, I shall counsel you after my conceit the best: there are in your court full noble knights both of old and young; and therefore by mine advice ye shall choose half of the old and half of the young. Which be the old? said King Arthur. Sir, said King Pellinore, meseemeth that King Uriens that hath wedded your sister Morgan le Fay, and the King of the Lake, and Sir Hervise de Revel, a noble knight, and Sir Galagars, the fourth. This is well devised, said King Arthur, and right so shall it be. Now, which are the four young knights? said Arthur. Sir, said Pellinore, the first is Sir Gawaine, your nephew, that is as good a knight of his time as any is in this land; and the second as meseemeth best is Sir Griflet le Fise de Dieu, that is a good knight and full desirous in arms, and who may see him live he shall prove a good knight; and the third as meseemeth is well to be one of the knights of the Round Table, Sir Kay the Seneschal, for many times he hath done full worshipfully, and now at your last battle he did full honourably for to undertake to slay two kings. By my head, said Arthur, he is best worth to be a knight of the Round Table of any that ye have rehearsed, an he had done no more prowess in his life days.
When he arrived at Camelot, he called King Pellinore over and said, "You know we've lost eight of the best knights from the Round Table, and I want your advice on choosing eight more of the best we can find in this court." Pellinore replied, "I'll give you my advice. Your court has many noble knights, both old and young, so I suggest we choose half from each group." "Who are the old ones?" asked King Arthur. Pellinore said, "I believe King Uriens, who married your sister Morgan le Fay, the King of the Lake, Sir Hervise de Revel, a noble knight, and Sir Galagars are the four." "That's a good plan," said King Arthur, "and that's how we shall proceed. Now, who are the four young knights?" Arthur asked. Pellinore responded, "The first is Sir Gawaine, your nephew, who is one of the best knights of his time in this land; the second, I think, is Sir Griflet le Fise de Dieu, a good knight eager for battle, and anyone who sees him will know he’ll prove to be a great knight; the third, I think, is Sir Kay the Seneschal, for he has often shown great honor, and in your last battle, he nobly took on the task of defeating two kings. By my head," said Arthur, "he deserves to be a knight of the Round Table more than any you've mentioned, even if he had done nothing else remarkable in his lifetime."
CHAPTER V.
How Sir Tor was made knight of the
Round Table, and how Bagdemagus was displeased.
Now, said King Pellinore, I shall put to you two knights, and ye shall choose which is most worthy, that is Sir Bagdemagus, and Sir Tor, my son. But because Sir Tor is my son I may not praise him, but else, an he were not my son, I durst say that of his age there is not in this land a better knight than he is, nor of better conditions and loath to do any wrong, and loath to take any wrong. By my head, said Arthur, he is a passing good knight as any ye spake of this day, that wot I well, said the king; for I have seen him proved, but he saith little and he doth much more, for I know none in all this court an he were as well born on his mother’s side as he is on your side, that is like him of prowess and of might: and therefore I will have him at this time, and leave Sir Bagdemagus till another time. So when they were so chosen by the assent of all the barons, so were there found in their sieges every knights’ names that here are rehearsed, and so were they set in their sieges; whereof Sir Bagdemagus was wonderly wroth, that Sir Tor was advanced afore him, and therefore suddenly he departed from the court, and took his squire with him, and rode long in a forest till they came to a cross, and there alighted and said his prayers devoutly. The meanwhile his squire found written upon the cross, that Bagdemagus should never return unto the court again, till he had won a knight’s body of the Round Table, body for body. So, sir, said the squire, here I find writing of you, therefore I rede you return again to the court. That shall I never, said Bagdemagus, till men speak of me great worship, and that I be worthy to be a knight of the Round Table. And so he rode forth, and there by the way he found a branch of an holy herb that was the sign of the Sangreal, and no knight found such tokens but he were a good liver.
Now, King Pellinore said, I will present you with two knights, and you will choose which one is more deserving, specifically Sir Bagdemagus and my son Sir Tor. But since Sir Tor is my son, I can’t praise him, although if he weren’t my son, I would confidently say that there isn’t a better knight of his age in this land, nor one with better qualities, who dislikes doing wrong and is hesitant to accept it. By my head, said Arthur, he’s as fine a knight as any you've mentioned today. I know that well, said the king; for I have seen his abilities, but he speaks little and does much more. I know of no one in this court, even if they were equally born on their mother’s side, who matches his skill and strength. Therefore, I choose him for this occasion and will save Sir Bagdemagus for another time. Once they were selected by the agreement of all the barons, every knight’s name mentioned here was found in their seats, and they were seated accordingly. Sir Bagdemagus was extremely angry that Sir Tor was chosen ahead of him, so he abruptly left the court, took his squire with him, and rode deep into a forest until they came to a cross. There, he dismounted and prayed earnestly. Meanwhile, his squire discovered an inscription on the cross stating that Bagdemagus would never return to the court until he had defeated a knight of the Round Table, body for body. So, sir, said the squire, I found this note about you, so I advise you to return to the court. I will never do that, said Bagdemagus, until people speak of my great honor and I deserve to be a knight of the Round Table. And so he rode on, and along the way, he found a branch of a holy herb that was a sign of the Sangreal, which no knight could find unless he lived righteously.
So, as Sir Bagdemagus rode to see many adventures, it happed him to come to the rock whereas the Lady of the Lake had put Merlin under the stone, and there he heard him make great dole; whereof Sir Bagdemagus would have holpen him, and went unto the great stone, and it was so heavy that an hundred men might not lift it up. When Merlin wist he was there, he bade leave his labour, for all was in vain, for he might never be holpen but by her that put him there. And so Bagdemagus departed and did many adventures, and proved after a full good knight, and came again to the court and was made knight of the Round Table. So on the morn there fell new tidings and other adventures.
As Sir Bagdemagus rode off to have many adventures, he happened upon the rock where the Lady of the Lake had trapped Merlin under a stone. There he heard Merlin lamenting greatly; wanting to help, Sir Bagdemagus approached the huge stone, but it was so heavy that a hundred men couldn't lift it. When Merlin realized he was there, he told him to stop trying, as it was all in vain; he could only be freed by the one who put him there. So, Bagdemagus left to undertake many adventures, proving himself to be a truly good knight. He returned to the court and was made a knight of the Round Table. The next morning, new news and more adventures came to light.
CHAPTER VI.
How King Arthur, King Uriens, and Sir
Accolon of Gaul, chased an hart, and of their marvellous adventures.
Then it befell that Arthur and many of his knights rode a-hunting into a great forest, and it happed King Arthur, King Uriens, and Sir Accolon of Gaul, followed a great hart, for they three were well horsed, and so they chased so fast that within a while they three were then ten mile from their fellowship. And at the last they chased so sore that they slew their horses underneath them. Then were they all three on foot, and ever they saw the hart afore them passing weary and enbushed. What will we do? said King Arthur, we are hard bestead. Let us go on foot, said King Uriens, till we may meet with some lodging. Then were they ware of the hart that lay on a great water bank, and a brachet biting on his throat, and more other hounds came after. Then King Arthur blew the prise and dight the hart.
Then it happened that Arthur and several of his knights went hunting in a large forest. King Arthur, King Uriens, and Sir Accolon of Gaul were chasing a large stag, as they were all well-mounted, and they pursued so quickly that soon they were ten miles away from their companions. Eventually, they ran so hard that they exhausted their horses. So, they found themselves on foot, and they could see the stag ahead, extremely tired and hidden in the bushes. "What should we do?" said King Arthur, "We’re in a tough spot." "Let’s continue on foot," replied King Uriens, "until we can find somewhere to rest." Then they noticed the stag lying by a large waterbank, with a hound tearing at its throat, and more hounds were closing in behind. Then King Arthur sounded the horn and prepared to finish off the stag.
Then the king looked about the world, and saw afore him in a great water a little ship, all apparelled with silk down to the water, and the ship came right unto them and landed on the sands. Then Arthur went to the bank and looked in, and saw none earthly creature therein. Sirs, said the king, come thence, and let us see what is in this ship. So they went in all three, and found it richly behanged with cloth of silk. By then it was dark night, and there suddenly were about them an hundred torches set upon all the sides of the ship boards, and it gave great light; and therewithal there came out twelve fair damosels and saluted King Arthur on their knees, and called him by his name, and said he was right welcome, and such cheer as they had he should have of the best. The king thanked them fair. Therewithal they led the king and his two fellows into a fair chamber, and there was a cloth laid, richly beseen of all that longed unto a table, and there were they served of all wines and meats that they could think; of that the king had great marvel, for he fared never better in his life as for one supper. And so when they had supped at their leisure, King Arthur was led into a chamber, a richer beseen chamber saw he never none, and so was King Uriens served, and led into such another chamber, and Sir Accolon was led into the third chamber passing richly and well beseen; and so they were laid in their beds easily. And anon they fell asleep, and slept marvellously sore all the night. And on the morrow King Uriens was in Camelot abed in his wife’s arms, Morgan le Fay. And when he awoke he had great marvel, how he came there, for on the even afore he was two days’ journey from Camelot. And when King Arthur awoke he found himself in a dark prison, hearing about him many complaints of woful knights.
Then the king looked around the world and saw a small ship, all decorated with silk, floating on a large body of water. The ship came right up to them and landed on the shore. Arthur walked to the bank and peered inside, but saw no living creature there. "Gentlemen," said the king, "come here, and let’s see what’s in this ship." So the three of them went in and found it richly adorned with silk cloth. By then, it was dark night, and suddenly, a hundred torches were lit around the edges of the ship, casting a bright light; at the same time, twelve beautiful maidens appeared and knelt before King Arthur, greeting him by name and saying he was very welcome, and that he would receive the best hospitality they could offer. The king thanked them graciously. They then led the king and his two companions into a beautiful chamber, where a table was elegantly set with everything one could need, and they were served all kinds of wines and dishes that they could imagine; King Arthur was greatly amazed, for he had never experienced such a feast in his life. After they had eaten at their leisure, King Arthur was taken into a chamber, the likes of which he had never seen before in terms of luxury, as was King Uriens, who was also led into an equally magnificent chamber, and Sir Accolon was taken into a third chamber equally rich and beautifully decorated. They were then laid down comfortably in their beds. Soon, they fell asleep and slept very soundly throughout the night. The next morning, King Uriens woke up in Camelot, in the arms of his wife, Morgan le Fay. When he awoke, he was amazed at how he ended up there, since the night before, he had been a two-day journey away from Camelot. When King Arthur awoke, he found himself in a dark prison, hearing many sad complaints of distressed knights around him.
CHAPTER VII.
How Arthur took upon him to fight to
be delivered out of prison, and also for to deliver twenty knights that were in
prison.
What are ye that so complain? said King Arthur. We be here twenty knights, prisoners, said they, and some of us have lain here seven year, and some more and some less. For what cause? said Arthur. We shall tell you, said the knights; this lord of this castle, his name is Sir Damas, and he is the falsest knight that liveth, and full of treason, and a very coward as any liveth, and he hath a younger brother, a good knight of prowess, his name is Sir Ontzlake; and this traitor Damas, the elder brother will give him no part of his livelihood, but as Sir Ontzlake keepeth thorough prowess of his hands, and so he keepeth from him a full fair manor and a rich, and therein Sir Ontzlake dwelleth worshipfully, and is well beloved of all people. And this Sir Damas, our master is as evil beloved, for he is without mercy, and he is a coward, and great war hath been betwixt them both, but Ontzlake hath ever the better, and ever he proffereth Sir Damas to fight for the livelihood, body for body, but he will not do; other-else to find a knight to fight for him. Unto that Sir Damas had granted to find a knight, but he is so evil beloved and hated, that there is never a knight will fight for him. And when Damas saw this, that there was never a knight would fight for him, he hath daily lain await with many knights with him, and taken all the knights in this country to see and espy their adventures, he hath taken them by force and brought them to his prison. And so he took us separately as we rode on our adventures, and many good knights have died in this prison for hunger, to the number of eighteen knights; and if any of us all that here is, or hath been, would have foughten with his brother Ontzlake, he would have delivered us, but for because this Damas is so false and so full of treason we would never fight for him to die for it. And we be so lean for hunger that unnethe we may stand on our feet. God deliver you, for his mercy, said Arthur.
“What are you all complaining about?” said King Arthur. “We are twenty knights, prisoners,” they replied, “and some of us have been here for seven years, some even longer, and some not as long.” “For what reason?” Arthur asked. “We’ll tell you,” said the knights. “The lord of this castle, his name is Sir Damas, and he is the most treacherous knight alive, a complete coward. He has a younger brother, a skilled knight named Sir Ontzlake. This traitor Damas, the elder brother, refuses to give him any part of his livelihood, but Sir Ontzlake thrives through his own skill and manages to keep a beautiful and wealthy manor, where he lives honorably and is well-loved by all. Our master, Sir Damas, is hated because he is merciless and cowardly. There has been great conflict between them; Ontzlake has always come out on top. He challenges Sir Damas to fight for their livelihoods, body for body, but Damas refuses—or tries to find another knight to fight for him. Damas agreed to find a knight, but he is so loathed that no knight is willing to fight for him. When Damas realized that no knight would defend him, he and many others have been capturing knights in this land, taking them by force to see their adventures, and bringing them to his prison. He took us one by one as we rode out on our adventures, and many good knights have died here from starvation—eighteen in total. If any of us here, or anyone who has been here, would have fought with his brother Ontzlake, we could have been freed, but since Damas is so vile and treacherous, we refuse to fight for him even if it means dying. We’re so weak from hunger that we can barely stand. God, in His mercy, deliver you,” said Arthur.
Anon, therewithal there came a damosel unto Arthur, and asked him, What cheer? I cannot say, said he. Sir, said she, an ye will fight for my lord, ye shall be delivered out of prison, and else ye escape never the life. Now, said Arthur, that is hard, yet had I liefer to fight with a knight than to die in prison; with this, said Arthur, I may be delivered and all these prisoners, I will do the battle. Yes, said the damosel. I am ready, said Arthur, an I had horse and armour. Ye shall lack none, said the damosel. Meseemeth, damosel, I should have seen you in the court of Arthur. Nay said the damosel, I came never there, I am the lord’s daughter of this castle. Yet was she false, for she was one of the damosels of Morgan le Fay.
Soon after, a young lady approached Arthur and asked him how he was doing. "I can't say," he replied. "Sir," she said, "if you fight for my lord, you will be freed from prison; otherwise, you'll never escape alive." "That's tough," Arthur said. "Still, I would rather fight a knight than die in prison. If this means I can be freed along with all the other prisoners, I will go into battle." "Yes," the lady confirmed. "I’m ready," said Arthur, "if I had a horse and armor." "You won’t lack for anything," the lady assured him. "It seems to me, lady, I should have seen you at Arthur's court." "No," said the lady, "I have never been there; I am the lord’s daughter of this castle." Yet she was deceitful, for she was one of Morgan le Fay's maidens.
Anon she went unto Sir Damas, and told him how he would do battle for him, and so he sent for Arthur. And when he came he was well coloured, and well made of his limbs, that all knights that saw him said it were pity that such a knight should die in prison. So Sir Damas and he were agreed that he should fight for him upon this covenant, that all other knights should be delivered; and unto that was Sir Damas sworn unto Arthur, and also to do the battle to the uttermost. And with that all the twenty knights were brought out of the dark prison into the hall, and delivered, and so they all abode to see the battle.
Soon, she went to Sir Damas and told him how he would fight for him, and so he sent for Arthur. When Arthur arrived, he looked strong and well-built, and all the knights who saw him said it was a pity that such a knight should die in prison. Sir Damas and Arthur agreed that he would fight for him under the condition that all the other knights would be freed; Sir Damas swore this to Arthur and also promised to fight to the very end. With that, all twenty knights were brought out of the dark prison into the hall and set free, and they all stayed to watch the battle.
CHAPTER VIII.
How Accolon found himself by a well,
and he took upon him to do battle against Arthur.
Now turn we unto Accolon of Gaul, that when he awoke he found himself by a deep well-side, within half a foot, in great peril of death. And there came out of that fountain a pipe of silver, and out of that pipe ran water all on high in a stone of marble. When Sir Accolon saw this, he blessed him and said, Jesus save my lord King Arthur, and King Uriens, for these damosels in this ship have betrayed us, they were devils and no women; and if I may escape this misadventure, I shall destroy all where I may find these false damosels that use enchantments. Right with that there came a dwarf with a great mouth and a flat nose, and saluted Sir Accolon, and said how he came from Queen Morgan le Fay, and she greeteth you well, and biddeth you be of strong heart, for ye shall fight to morrow with a knight at the hour of prime, and therefore she hath sent you here Excalibur, Arthur’s sword, and the scabbard, and she biddeth you as ye love her, that ye do the battle to the uttermost, without any mercy, like as ye had promised her when ye spake together in privity; and what damosel that bringeth her the knight’s head, which ye shall fight withal, she will make her a queen. Now I understand you well, said Accolon, I shall hold that I have promised her now I have the sword: when saw ye my lady Queen Morgan le Fay? Right late, said the dwarf. Then Accolon took him in his arms and said, Recommend me unto my lady queen, and tell her all shall be done that I have promised her, and else I will die for it. Now I suppose, said Accolon, she hath made all these crafts and enchantments for this battle. Ye may well believe it, said the dwarf. Right so there came a knight and a lady with six squires, and saluted Accolon, and prayed him for to arise, and come and rest him at his manor. And so Accolon mounted upon a void horse, and went with the knight unto a fair manor by a priory, and there he had passing good cheer.
Now let’s turn to Accolon of Gaul. When he woke up, he found himself by a deep well, in serious danger of dying. Out of that fountain came a silver pipe, and water flowed high from that pipe into a marble stone. When Sir Accolon saw this, he blessed himself and said, "Jesus save my lord King Arthur and King Uriens, for these ladies in this ship have betrayed us; they are devils and not true women. If I can escape this misadventure, I will destroy all the false ladies who use enchantments.” Right then, a dwarf appeared with a big mouth and a flat nose. He greeted Sir Accolon and said he came from Queen Morgan le Fay, who sends her regards and urges him to be strong-hearted. He told Accolon that he would have to fight a knight at dawn, and that's why she had sent him Excalibur, Arthur’s sword, along with the scabbard. She wants him to fight fiercely, without mercy, just as he promised her when they spoke privately. The dwarf added that any lady who brings her the knight’s head will be made a queen. “I understand completely,” said Accolon, “I will keep my promise now that I have the sword. When did you see my lady Queen Morgan le Fay?” “Just recently,” said the dwarf. Accolon hugged him and said, “Please convey my regards to my lady queen and tell her everything I promised will be done, or I will die trying.” “I suspect she set up all these tricks and enchantments for this battle,” said Accolon. “You can believe it,” replied the dwarf. Just then, a knight and a lady arrived with six squires, greeted Accolon, and invited him to stand up and come to rest at his manor. So, Accolon got on an empty horse and went with the knight to a lovely manor near a priory, where he was treated very well.
Then Sir Damas sent unto his brother Sir Ontzlake, and bade make him ready by to-morn at the hour of prime, and to be in the field to fight with a good knight, for he had found a good knight that was ready to do battle at all points. When this word came unto Sir Ontzlake he was passing heavy, for he was wounded a little to-fore through both his thighs with a spear, and made great dole; but as he was wounded, he would have taken the battle on hand. So it happed at that time, by the means of Morgan le Fay, Accolon was with Sir Ontzlake lodged; and when he heard of that battle, and how Ontzlake was wounded, he said that he would fight for him. Because Morgan le Fay had sent him Excalibur and the sheath for to fight with the knight on the morn: this was the cause Sir Accolon took the battle on hand. Then Sir Ontzlake was passing glad, and thanked Sir Accolon with all his heart that he would do so much for him. And therewithal Sir Ontzlake sent word unto his brother Sir Damas, that he had a knight that for him should be ready in the field by the hour of prime.
Then Sir Damas sent a message to his brother Sir Ontzlake, asking him to be ready by tomorrow at dawn, and to be in the field to fight a good knight, as he had found someone willing to battle at any moment. When this news reached Sir Ontzlake, he was very upset because he had been wounded earlier through both thighs with a spear, and he was in great distress; but despite his injury, he wanted to take on the fight. At that time, thanks to Morgan le Fay, Accolon was staying with Sir Ontzlake, and when he heard about the battle and Ontzlake's injury, he offered to fight in his place. Morgan le Fay had sent him Excalibur and the sheath so that he could fight the knight in the morning: this was why Sir Accolon decided to take on the battle. Sir Ontzlake was very glad and thanked Sir Accolon with all his heart for agreeing to do so much for him. Then, Sir Ontzlake sent word to his brother Sir Damas that he had a knight who would be ready in the field by dawn.
So on the morn Sir Arthur was armed and well horsed, and asked Sir Damas, When shall we to the field? Sir, said Sir Damas, ye shall hear mass. And so Arthur heard a mass, and when mass was done there came a squire on a great horse, and asked Sir Damas if his knight were ready, for our knight is ready in the field. Then Sir Arthur mounted upon horseback, and there were all the knights and commons of that country; and so by all advices there were chosen twelve good men of the country for to wait upon the two knights. And right as Arthur was on horseback there came a damosel from Morgan le Fay, and brought unto Sir Arthur a sword like unto Excalibur, and the scabbard, and said unto Arthur, Morgan le Fay sendeth here your sword for great love. And he thanked her, and weened it had been so, but she was false, for the sword and the scabbard was counterfeit, and brittle, and false.
So on the morning, Sir Arthur was geared up and well-mounted, and he asked Sir Damas, “When are we heading to the field?” Sir Damas replied, “You need to hear mass first.” So, Arthur attended mass, and when it was over, a squire on a big horse arrived and asked Sir Damas if his knight was ready, because our knight is ready in the field. Then Sir Arthur got on his horse, and all the knights and common people of that area were there; they selected twelve good men from the country to serve both knights. Just as Arthur was getting on his horse, a damsel from Morgan le Fay appeared, bringing Arthur a sword similar to Excalibur, along with the scabbard, and said to him, “Morgan le Fay sends you this sword out of great love.” He thanked her, thinking it was genuine, but she was deceitful, as the sword and scabbard were fake, brittle, and false.
CHAPTER IX.
Of the battle between King Arthur and
Accolon.
And then they dressed them on both parties of the field, and let their horses run so fast that either smote other in the midst of the shield with their spear-heads, that both horse and man went to the earth; and then they started up both, and pulled out their swords. The meanwhile that they were thus at the battle, came the Damosel of the Lake into the field, that put Merlin under the stone; and she came thither for love of King Arthur, for she knew how Morgan le Fay had so ordained that King Arthur should have been slain that day, and therefore she came to save his life. And so they went eagerly to the battle, and gave many great strokes, but always Arthur’s sword bit not like Accolon’s sword; but for the most part, every stroke that Accolon gave he wounded sore Arthur, that it was marvel he stood, and always his blood fell from him fast.
Then they dressed up on both sides of the field and let their horses run so fast that they collided in the middle of the shield with their spear tips, causing both horse and rider to fall to the ground. They both quickly got back up and drew their swords. While they were fighting, the Damsel of the Lake arrived on the field; she had placed Merlin under the stone. She came there out of love for King Arthur because she knew that Morgan le Fay had planned for Arthur to be killed that day, so she came to save his life. They rushed eagerly into battle, delivering many powerful blows, but Arthur's sword didn’t cut as deeply as Accolon’s sword. Most of the time, whenever Accolon struck, he seriously injured Arthur, to the point it was remarkable that he was still standing, and his blood poured out rapidly.
When Arthur beheld the ground so sore be-bled he was dismayed, and then he deemed treason that his sword was changed; for his sword bit not steel as it was wont to do, therefore he dreaded him sore to be dead, for ever him seemed that the sword in Accolon’s hand was Excalibur, for at every stroke that Accolon struck he drew blood on Arthur. Now, knight, said Accolon unto Arthur, keep thee well from me; but Arthur answered not again, and gave him such a buffet on the helm that it made him to stoop, nigh falling down to the earth. Then Sir Accolon withdrew him a little, and came on with Excalibur on high, and smote Sir Arthur such a buffet that he fell nigh to the earth. Then were they wroth both, and gave each other many sore strokes, but always Sir Arthur lost so much blood that it was marvel he stood on his feet, but he was so full of knighthood that knightly he endured the pain. And Sir Accolon lost not a deal of blood, therefore he waxed passing light, and Sir Arthur was passing feeble, and weened verily to have died; but for all that he made countenance as though he might endure, and held Accolon as short as he might. But Accolon was so bold because of Excalibur that he waxed passing hardy. But all men that beheld him said they saw never knight fight so well as Arthur did considering the blood that he bled. So was all the people sorry for him, but the two brethren would not accord. Then always they fought together as fierce knights, and Sir Arthur withdrew him a little for to rest him, and Sir Accolon called him to battle and said, It is no time for me to suffer thee to rest. And therewith he came fiercely upon Arthur, and Sir Arthur was wroth for the blood that he had lost, and smote Accolon on high upon the helm, so mightily, that he made him nigh to fall to the earth; and therewith Arthur’s sword brast at the cross, and fell in the grass among the blood, and the pommel and the sure handles he held in his hands. When Sir Arthur saw that, he was in great fear to die, but always he held up his shield and lost no ground, nor bated no cheer.
When Arthur saw the ground so stained with blood, he was alarmed, and he suspected that treachery was at play since his sword no longer bit into steel like it used to. He feared he was going to die, as it seemed to him that the sword in Accolon’s hand was Excalibur, for with every blow Accolon struck, he drew blood from Arthur. “Now, knight,” Accolon said to Arthur, “watch yourself.” But Arthur didn’t respond and delivered such a blow to Accolon’s helm that it made him bend down, nearly falling to the ground. Then Sir Accolon stepped back slightly, raised Excalibur high, and hit Sir Arthur so hard that he almost fell. They were both furious and exchanged many heavy strikes, but Arthur lost so much blood that it was surprising he remained standing; yet, filled with the spirit of knighthood, he bravely endured the pain. Sir Accolon didn’t bleed much, so he felt light and strong, while Sir Arthur felt extremely weak and truly believed he might die. Despite this, he acted as if he could continue and held Accolon off as best as he could. But Accolon, emboldened by Excalibur, grew increasingly confident. Everyone watching agreed they had never seen a knight fight so valiantly as Arthur did, considering the blood he had lost. The crowd felt sorry for him, but the two knights refused to settle their differences. They continued to battle fiercely, and Sir Arthur stepped back briefly to catch his breath. Sir Accolon challenged him, saying, “It’s not the time to let you rest.” He then charged at Arthur furiously, and Arthur, furious over the blood he had lost, struck Accolon hard on the helm, nearly bringing him to the ground. At that moment, Arthur's sword broke at the cross and fell into the grass among the blood, leaving him holding the pommel and the hilt. When Sir Arthur saw that, he was terrified he would die, but he kept his shield up, held his ground, and did not show any fear.
CHAPTER X.
How King Arthur’s sword that he
fought with brake, and how he recovered of Accolon his own sword Excalibur, and
overcame his enemy.
Then Sir Accolon began with words of treason, and said, Knight, thou art overcome, and mayst not endure, and also thou art weaponless, and thou hast lost much of thy blood, and I am full loath to slay thee, therefore yield thee to me as recreant. Nay, said Sir Arthur, I may not so, for I have promised to do the battle to the uttermost by the faith of my body, while me lasteth the life, and therefore I had liefer to die with honour than to live with shame; and if it were possible for me to die an hundred times, I had liefer to die so oft than yield me to thee; for though I lack weapon, I shall lack no worship, and if thou slay me weaponless that shall be thy shame. Well, said Accolon, as for the shame I will not spare, now keep thee from me, for thou art but a dead man. And therewith Accolon gave him such a stroke that he fell nigh to the earth, and would have had Arthur to have cried him mercy. But Sir Arthur pressed unto Accolon with his shield, and gave him with the pommel in his hand such a buffet that he went three strides aback.
Then Sir Accolon started with words of betrayal and said, "Knight, you are defeated, and you can’t hold on much longer. You’re unarmed, and you’ve lost a lot of blood. I really don’t want to kill you, so surrender to me as a coward." "No," replied Sir Arthur, "I can’t do that, because I’ve promised to fight to the end for the honor of my body as long as I have life. I’d rather die with honor than live with shame; and if I could die a hundred times, I’d choose to die that many times before I surrender to you. Even without a weapon, I won’t lose my honor, and if you kill me while I’m unarmed, that will bring you shame." "Well," said Accolon, "I won’t hold back on the shame now, so get ready, because you’re just a dead man." With that, Accolon struck him so hard that Arthur nearly fell to the ground and almost begged for mercy. But Sir Arthur pushed toward Accolon with his shield and hit him hard with the pommel, forcing him to stumble back three paces.
When the Damosel of the Lake beheld Arthur, how full of prowess his body was, and the false treason that was wrought for him to have had him slain, she had great pity that so good a knight and such a man of worship should so be destroyed. And at the next stroke Sir Accolon struck him such a stroke that by the damosel’s enchantment the sword Excalibur fell out of Accolon’s hand to the earth. And therewithal Sir Arthur lightly leapt to it, and gat it in his hand, and forthwithal he knew that it was his sword Excalibur, and said, Thou hast been from me all too long, and much damage hast thou done me; and therewith he espied the scabbard hanging by his side, and suddenly he sterte to him and pulled the scabbard from him, and threw it from him as far as he might throw it. O knight, said Arthur, this day hast thou done me great damage with this sword; now are ye come unto your death, for I shall not warrant you but ye shall as well be rewarded with this sword, or ever we depart, as thou hast rewarded me; for much pain have ye made me to endure, and much blood have I lost. And therewith Sir Arthur rushed on him with all his might and pulled him to the earth, and then rushed off his helm, and gave him such a buffet on the head that the blood came out at his ears, his nose, and his mouth. Now will I slay thee, said Arthur. Slay me ye may well, said Accolon, an it please you, for ye are the best knight that ever I found, and I see well that God is with you. But for I promised to do this battle, said Accolon, to the uttermost, and never to be recreant while I lived, therefore shall I never yield me with my mouth, but God do with my body what he will. Then Sir Arthur remembered him, and thought he should have seen this knight. Now tell me, said Arthur, or I will slay thee, of what country art thou, and of what court? Sir Knight, said Sir Accolon, I am of the court of King Arthur, and my name is Accolon of Gaul. Then was Arthur more dismayed than he was beforehand; for then he remembered him of his sister Morgan le Fay, and of the enchantment of the ship. O sir knight, said he, I pray you tell me who gave you this sword, and by whom ye had it.
When the Lady of the Lake saw Arthur, how strong and capable he was, and the betrayal that had been carried out against him to have him killed, she felt great pity that such a noble knight and man of honor should be destroyed in this way. And with the next strike, Sir Accolon hit him so hard that, due to the lady’s magic, Excalibur slipped from Accolon’s hand and fell to the ground. Immediately, Sir Arthur jumped to grab it, and as soon as he had it in his hand, he recognized it as his sword Excalibur and said, "You have been away from me far too long, and you have caused me much harm." Then he noticed the scabbard hanging by his side, rushed at Accolon, yanked the scabbard away from him, and threw it as far as he could. "Oh knight," said Arthur, "today you have caused me great damage with this sword; now you are facing your death, because I won’t let you go until you are as rewarded with this sword as you have made me suffer, for I have endured much pain and lost a lot of blood because of you." With that, Sir Arthur charged at him with all his strength, threw him to the ground, ripped off his helmet, and delivered such a blow to his head that blood poured from his ears, nose, and mouth. "Now I will kill you," said Arthur. "You may well kill me," replied Accolon, "if it pleases you, for you are the best knight I have ever faced, and I can see that God is with you. But since I promised to fight this battle to the end and never to show cowardice while I live, I will never surrender with my words, but may God do with my body as He wishes." Then Sir Arthur remembered something and realized he should have recognized this knight. "Now tell me," said Arthur, "or I will kill you, where are you from and what court do you belong to?" "Sir Knight," said Sir Accolon, "I am from the court of King Arthur, and my name is Accolon of Gaul." Then Arthur was more unsettled than he had been before; for then he remembered his sister Morgan le Fay and the enchantment of the ship. "Oh sir knight," he said, "please tell me who gave you this sword and how you came to have it."
CHAPTER XI.
How Accolon confessed the treason of
Morgan le Fay, King Arthur’s sister, and how she would have done slay
him.
Then Sir Accolon bethought him, and said, Woe worth this sword, for by it have I got my death. It may well be, said the king. Now, sir, said Accolon, I will tell you; this sword hath been in my keeping the most part of this twelvemonth; and Morgan le Fay, King Uriens’ wife, sent it me yesterday by a dwarf, to this intent, that I should slay King Arthur, her brother. For ye shall understand King Arthur is the man in the world that she most hateth, because he is most of worship and of prowess of any of her blood; also she loveth me out of measure as paramour, and I her again; and if she might bring about to slay Arthur by her crafts, she would slay her husband King Uriens lightly, and then had she me devised to be king in this land, and so to reign, and she to be my queen; but that is now done, said Accolon, for I am sure of my death. Well, said Sir Arthur, I feel by you ye would have been king in this land. It had been great damage to have destroyed your lord, said Arthur. It is truth, said Accolon, but now I have told you truth, wherefore I pray you tell me of whence ye are, and of what court? O Accolon, said King Arthur, now I let thee wit that I am King Arthur, to whom thou hast done great damage. When Accolon heard that he cried aloud, Fair, sweet lord, have mercy on me, for I knew not you. O Sir Accolon, said King Arthur, mercy shalt thou have, because I feel by thy words at this time thou knewest not my person; but I understand well by thy words that thou hast agreed to the death of my person, and therefore thou art a traitor; but I wite thee the less, for my sister Morgan le Fay by her false crafts made thee to agree and consent to her false lusts, but I shall be sore avenged upon her an I live, that all Christendom shall speak of it; God knoweth I have honoured her and worshipped her more than all my kin, and more have I trusted her than mine own wife and all my kin after.
Then Sir Accolon thought about it and said, "Damn this sword, because it has brought me to my death." "That may be," said the king. Accolon continued, "Let me explain; I've had this sword for most of the year. Morgan le Fay, King Uriens' wife, sent it to me yesterday through a dwarf, intending for me to kill King Arthur, her brother. You need to understand that King Arthur is the person she hates most in the world because he is the most honorable and skilled of all her family; also, she loves me deeply as a lover, and I love her back. If she could manage to kill Arthur through her schemes, she would easily get rid of her husband King Uriens, and then she would have me set to be king in this land, so I could reign, and she would be my queen. But that's all over now," said Accolon, "because I'm sure I'm going to die." "Well," said Sir Arthur, "I can tell from you that you wanted to be king in this land. It would have been a great loss to have harmed your lord," said Arthur. "That's true," said Accolon, "but now I've told you the truth, so please tell me where you're from and which court you're part of." "Oh Accolon," said King Arthur, "I want you to know that I am King Arthur, the one you have harmed greatly." When Accolon heard that, he shouted, "Fair, kind lord, have mercy on me, for I didn't know it was you." "Oh Sir Accolon," said King Arthur, "you shall have mercy because I can tell from your words that you didn't recognize me; but I see clearly from what you've said that you've agreed to my death, and so you are a traitor. Yet I hold you a little less accountable because my sister Morgan le Fay, through her deceitful tricks, made you agree to her false desires, but I will take vengeance on her if I live, and all Christendom will speak of it. God knows I have honored and respected her more than any of my kin, and I've trusted her more than my own wife and all my family combined."
Then Sir Arthur called the keepers of the field, and said, Sirs, come hither, for here are we two knights that have fought unto a great damage unto us both, and like each one of us to have slain other, if it had happed so; and had any of us known other, here had been no battle, nor stroke stricken. Then all aloud cried Accolon unto all the knights and men that were then there gathered together, and said to them in this manner, O lords, this noble knight that I have fought withal, the which me sore repenteth, is the most man of prowess, of manhood, and of worship in the world, for it is himself King Arthur, our alther liege lord, and with mishap and with misadventure have I done this battle with the king and lord that I am holden withal.
Then Sir Arthur called the keepers of the field and said, "Gentlemen, come here, for we are two knights who have fought each other to our great distress, and it could have easily ended in one of us slaying the other if that had happened; had we known who we were, there wouldn't have been a battle at all, nor any blows exchanged." Then Accolon shouted to all the knights and men gathered there, saying, "Oh lords, this noble knight I have fought against, whom I greatly regret hurting, is the bravest, most honorable man in the world, for he is none other than King Arthur, our true lord. Due to unfortunate circumstances, I’ve fought against the king and lord I am sworn to serve."
CHAPTER XII.
How Arthur accorded the two brethren,
and delivered the twenty knights, and how Sir Accolon died.
Then all the people fell down on their knees and cried King Arthur mercy. Mercy shall ye have, said Arthur: here may ye see what adventures befall ofttime of errant knights, how that I have fought with a knight of mine own unto my great damage and his both. But, sirs, because I am sore hurt, and he both, and I had great need of a little rest, ye shall understand the opinion betwixt you two brethren: As to thee, Sir Damas, for whom I have been champion and won the field of this knight, yet will I judge because ye, Sir Damas, are called an orgulous knight, and full of villainy, and not worth of prowess your deeds, therefore I will that ye give unto your brother all the whole manor with the appurtenance, under this form, that Sir Ontzlake hold the manor of you, and yearly to give you a palfrey to ride upon, for that will become you better to ride on than upon a courser. Also I charge thee, Sir Damas, upon pain of death, that thou never distress no knights errant that ride on their adventure. And also that thou restore these twenty knights that thou hast long kept prisoners, of all their harness, that they be content for; and if any of them come to my court and complain of thee, by my head thou shalt die therefore. Also, Sir Ontzlake, as to you, because ye are named a good knight, and full of prowess, and true and gentle in all your deeds, this shall be your charge I will give you, that in all goodly haste ye come unto me and my court, and ye shall be a knight of mine, and if your deeds be thereafter I shall so prefer you, by the grace of God, that ye shall in short time be in ease for to live as worshipfully as your brother Sir Damas. God thank your largeness of your goodness and of your bounty, I shall be from henceforward at all times at your commandment; for, sir, said Sir Ontzlake, as God would, as I was hurt but late with an adventurous knight through both my thighs, that grieved me sore, and else had I done this battle with you. God would, said Arthur, it had been so, for then had not I been hurt as I am. I shall tell you the cause why: for I had not been hurt as I am, had it not been mine own sword, that was stolen from me by treason; and this battle was ordained aforehand to have slain me, and so it was brought to the purpose by false treason, and by false enchantment. Alas, said Sir Ontzlake, that is great pity that ever so noble a man as ye are of your deeds and prowess, that any man or woman might find in their hearts to work any treason against you. I shall reward them, said Arthur, in short time, by the grace of God. Now, tell me, said Arthur, how far am I from Camelot? Sir, ye are two days’ journey therefrom. I would fain be at some place of worship, said Sir Arthur, that I might rest me. Sir, said Sir Ontzlake, hereby is a rich abbey of your elders’ foundation, of nuns, but three miles hence. So the king took his leave of all the people, and mounted upon horseback, and Sir Accolon with him. And when they were come to the abbey, he let fetch leeches and search his wounds and Accolon’s both; but Sir Accolon died within four days, for he had bled so much blood that he might not live, but King Arthur was well recovered. So when Accolon was dead he let send him on an horse-bier with six knights unto Camelot, and said: Bear him to my sister Morgan le Fay, and say that I send her him to a present, and tell her I have my sword Excalibur and the scabbard; so they departed with the body.
Then everyone dropped to their knees and begged King Arthur for mercy. “You shall have mercy,” said Arthur. “Here you can see what often happens to errant knights. I have fought with one of my own kind, and it has caused me great damage, as well as him. But, gentlemen, since I am badly hurt, and so is he, and I really need a bit of rest, you should understand my judgment regarding you two brothers: As for you, Sir Damas, for whom I have been champion and won this knight's field, I will judge you because you, Sir Damas, are known as an arrogant knight, full of wrongdoing, and your exploits are not worth much. Therefore, I order you to give your brother the entire manor and everything that comes with it, under the condition that Sir Ontzlake holds the manor from you and pays you a yearly fee of a palfrey to ride on, as that would suit you better than riding a courser. I also command you, Sir Damas, under penalty of death, never to harass any errant knights who are on their quests. And you must also release the twenty knights you have kept captive for so long, providing them with their armor, so they can be satisfied; and if any of them come to my court and complain about you, you will die for it, by my head. Furthermore, Sir Ontzlake, regarding you, since you are called a good knight, full of skill, and honest and noble in all your actions, I will charge you that you come to me and my court as quickly as possible, and you shall be one of my knights. If your actions merit it, I shall elevate you, with God's grace, so that you can live as honorably as your brother Sir Damas. Thank you for your generosity and kindness; from now on, I will always be at your service.” “For, sir,” said Sir Ontzlake, “as God would have it, I was recently hurt by an adventurous knight through both my thighs, which caused me great pain, or else I would have fought this battle with you.” “God willing,” said Arthur, “that would have been so, for then I would not be hurt as I am. I shall explain why: I would not have been injured if it hadn’t been for my own sword, which was stolen from me by treachery; this battle was premeditated to kill me, and it was brought to pass through false treachery and deceitful enchantment.” “Alas,” said Sir Ontzlake, “it’s a great pity that anyone could harbor treason against such a noble man as you, given your deeds and skill.” “I will reward them,” said Arthur, “in due time, with God's grace. Now, tell me, how far am I from Camelot?” “Sir, you are two days’ journey away.” “I would like to be somewhere holy,” said Sir Arthur, “so that I can rest.” “Sir,” said Sir Ontzlake, “there's a rich abbey founded by your ancestors, with nuns, just three miles away.” So the king took his leave of everyone and mounted his horse, with Sir Accolon accompanying him. When they arrived at the abbey, he had doctors brought in to tend to his wounds and Accolon’s as well; but Sir Accolon died within four days due to massive blood loss, while King Arthur recovered well. When Accolon died, Arthur had him sent back on a horse-drawn bier with six knights to Camelot, saying: “Take him to my sister Morgan le Fay and tell her I send him as a gift, and inform her that I have my sword Excalibur and the scabbard.” So they departed with the body.
CHAPTER XIII.
How Morgan would have slain Sir
Uriens her husband, and how Sir Uwaine her son saved him.
The meanwhile Morgan le Fay had weened King Arthur had been dead. So on a day she espied King Uriens lay in his bed sleeping. Then she called unto her a maiden of her counsel, and said, Go fetch me my lord’s sword, for I saw never better time to slay him than now. O madam, said the damosel, an ye slay my lord ye can never escape. Care not you, said Morgan le Fay, for now I see my time in the which it is best to do it, and therefore hie thee fast and fetch me the sword. Then the damosel departed, and found Sir Uwaine sleeping upon a bed in another chamber, so she went unto Sir Uwaine, and awaked him, and bade him, Arise, and wait on my lady your mother, for she will slay the king your father sleeping in his bed, for I go to fetch his sword. Well, said Sir Uwaine, go on your way, and let me deal. Anon the damosel brought Morgan the sword with quaking hands, and she lightly took the sword, and pulled it out, and went boldly unto the bed’s side, and awaited how and where she might slay him best. And as she lifted up the sword to smite, Sir Uwaine leapt unto his mother, and caught her by the hand, and said, Ah, fiend, what wilt thou do? An thou wert not my mother, with this sword I should smite off thy head. Ah, said Sir Uwaine, men saith that Merlin was begotten of a devil, but I may say an earthly devil bare me. O fair son, Uwaine, have mercy upon me, I was tempted with a devil, wherefore I cry thee mercy; I will never more do so; and save my worship and discover me not. On this covenant, said Sir Uwaine, I will forgive it you, so ye will never be about to do such deeds. Nay, son, said she, and that I make you assurance.
Meanwhile, Morgan le Fay thought King Arthur was dead. One day, she saw King Uriens sleeping in his bed. Then she called for a servant girl and said, "Go get my lord’s sword, because I’ve never had a better chance to kill him than now." The girl replied, "Oh, my lady, if you kill my lord, you'll never be able to escape." Morgan le Fay said, "Don’t worry about that, because I see it's the right time to do this, so hurry up and bring me the sword." The servant girl left and found Sir Uwaine sleeping in another room, so she went to him and woke him up, telling him, "Get up and attend to your mother, because she plans to kill your father while he sleeps. I'm going to get his sword." Sir Uwaine replied, "Go ahead, I’ll handle it." Soon the servant girl brought the sword to Morgan with trembling hands. She took the sword quickly, approached the bedside, and waited for the best moment to strike. Just as she lifted the sword to deliver a blow, Sir Uwaine jumped in front of her, grabbed her hand, and said, "What are you doing, you fiend? If you weren't my mother, I'd be striking your head off with this sword. Some say Merlin was born of a devil, but I can say that an earthly devil gave me life." Morgan le Fay responded, "Oh, dear son Uwaine, have mercy on me; I was tempted by a devil. I beg for your mercy; I will never do this again, and I won't dishonor you or reveal my intentions." Sir Uwaine replied, "On that condition, I'll forgive you, as long as you never plan to do such things again." She said, "Oh son, I assure you that is true."
CHAPTER XIV.
How Queen Morgan le Fay made great
sorrow for the death of Accolon, and how she stole away the scabbard from
Arthur.
Then came tidings unto Morgan le Fay that Accolon was dead, and his body brought unto the church, and how King Arthur had his sword again. But when Queen Morgan wist that Accolon was dead, she was so sorrowful that near her heart to-brast. But because she would not it were known, outward she kept her countenance, and made no semblant of sorrow. But well she wist an she abode till her brother Arthur came thither, there should no gold go for her life.
Then news came to Morgan le Fay that Accolon was dead, and his body was taken to the church, and that King Arthur had his sword back. But when Queen Morgan realized that Accolon was dead, she was so heartbroken that it felt like her heart would break. However, because she didn’t want anyone to know, she kept a straight face and didn’t show any signs of her sorrow. But she knew well that if she waited until her brother Arthur arrived, no amount of gold would be worth her life.
Then she went unto Queen Guenever, and asked her leave to ride into the country. Ye may abide, said Queen Guenever, till your brother the king come home. I may not, said Morgan le Fay, for I have such hasty tidings, that I may not tarry. Well, said Guenever, ye may depart when ye will. So early on the morn, or it was day, she took her horse and rode all that day and most part of the night, and on the morn by noon she came to the same abbey of nuns whereas lay King Arthur; and she knowing he was there, she asked where he was. And they answered how he had laid him in his bed to sleep, for he had had but little rest these three nights. Well, said she, I charge you that none of you awake him till I do, and then she alighted off her horse, and thought for to steal away Excalibur his sword, and so she went straight unto his chamber, and no man durst disobey her commandment, and there she found Arthur asleep in his bed, and Excalibur in his right hand naked. When she saw that she was passing heavy that she might not come by the sword without she had awaked him, and then she wist well she had been dead. Then she took the scabbard and went her way on horseback. When the king awoke and missed his scabbard, he was wroth, and he asked who had been there, and they said his sister, Queen Morgan had been there, and had put the scabbard under her mantle and was gone. Alas, said Arthur, falsely ye have watched me. Sir, said they all, we durst not disobey your sister’s commandment. Ah, said the king, let fetch the best horse may be found, and bid Sir Ontzlake arm him in all haste, and take another good horse and ride with me. So anon the king and Ontzlake were well armed, and rode after this lady, and so they came by a cross and found a cowherd, and they asked the poor man if there came any lady riding that way. Sir, said this poor man, right late came a lady riding with a forty horses, and to yonder forest she rode. Then they spurred their horses, and followed fast, and within a while Arthur had a sight of Morgan le Fay; then he chased as fast as he might. When she espied him following her, she rode a greater pace through the forest till she came to a plain, and when she saw she might not escape, she rode unto a lake thereby, and said, Whatsoever come of me, my brother shall not have this scabbard. And then she let throw the scabbard in the deepest of the water so it sank, for it was heavy of gold and precious stones.
Then she went to Queen Guinevere and asked for permission to ride into the countryside. “You can stay until your brother the king comes home,” said Queen Guinevere. “I can’t,” replied Morgan le Fay, “because I have urgent news and cannot wait.” “Alright,” said Guinevere, “you can leave whenever you want.” So early in the morning, before daybreak, she took her horse and rode all day and most of the night, and by noon the next day, she arrived at the abbey where King Arthur was staying. Knowing he was there, she asked where he was. They told her he was in bed sleeping because he hadn’t had much rest for the last three nights. “Well,” she said, “I order you not to wake him until I do.” Then she dismounted from her horse, planning to steal Excalibur, his sword. She went straight to his chamber, and no one dared to disobey her command. There, she found Arthur sleeping in his bed, with Excalibur in his right hand, unsheathed. When she saw this, she was extremely frustrated that she couldn’t get the sword without waking him, knowing that would likely mean her death. So, she took the scabbard and rode away. When the king woke up and noticed his scabbard was gone, he was furious and asked who had been there. They told him his sister, Queen Morgan, had taken it and left it under her mantle. “Alas,” said Arthur, “you have watched me deceitfully.” “Sir,” they all replied, “we couldn’t disobey your sister’s command.” “Ah,” said the king, “let’s get the best horse we can find, and tell Sir Ontzlake to arm himself quickly, and take another good horse to ride with me.” Soon the king and Ontzlake were well-armed and rode off after this lady. They came to a crossroads and found a cowherd, asking the poor man if he had seen any lady riding that way. “Sir,” said the cowherd, “just recently a lady rode by with forty horses, and she went into that forest over there.” They spurred their horses and followed closely, and soon Arthur spotted Morgan le Fay. He chased her as fast as he could. When she saw him following her, she rode faster through the forest until she reached a plain. Realizing she couldn't escape, she rode to a nearby lake and said, “No matter what happens to me, my brother shall not have this scabbard.” With that, she threw the scabbard into the deepest part of the water, where it sank because it was heavy with gold and precious stones.
Then she rode into a valley where many great stones were, and when she saw she must be overtaken, she shaped herself, horse and man, by enchantment unto a great marble stone. Anon withal came Sir Arthur and Sir Ontzlake whereas the king might know his sister and her men, and one knight from another. Ah, said the king, here may ye see the vengeance of God, and now am I sorry that this misadventure is befallen. And then he looked for the scabbard, but it would not be found, so he returned to the abbey where he came from. So when Arthur was gone she turned all into the likeliness as she and they were before, and said, Sirs, now may we go where we will.
Then she rode into a valley filled with large stones, and when she realized she was about to be caught, she magically transformed herself, her horse, and the man into a big marble stone. Soon after, Sir Arthur and Sir Ontzlake arrived, so the king could recognize his sister and her men, as well as the distinct knights. "Ah," said the king, "here you can see God’s judgment, and now I regret that this unfortunate event has happened." He then searched for the scabbard, but it was nowhere to be found, so he returned to the abbey where he had come from. Once Arthur was gone, she transformed back into her original appearance, along with her companions, and said, "Sirs, now we can go wherever we want."
CHAPTER XV.
How Morgan le Fay saved a knight that
should have been drowned, and how King Arthur returned home again.
Then said Morgan, Saw ye Arthur, my brother? Yea, said her knights, right well, and that ye should have found an we might have stirred from one stead, for by his armyvestal countenance he would have caused us to have fled. I believe you, said Morgan. Anon after as she rode she met a knight leading another knight on his horse before him, bound hand and foot, blindfold, to have drowned him in a fountain. When she saw this knight so bound, she asked him, What will ye do with that knight? Lady, said he, I will drown him. For what cause? she asked. For I found him with my wife, and she shall have the same death anon. That were pity, said Morgan le Fay. Now, what say ye, knight, is it truth that he saith of you? she said to the knight that should be drowned. Nay truly, madam, he saith not right on me. Of whence be ye, said Morgan le Fay, and of what country? I am of the court of King Arthur, and my name is Manassen, cousin unto Accolon of Gaul. Ye say well, said she, and for the love of him ye shall be delivered, and ye shall have your adversary in the same case ye be in. So Manassen was loosed and the other knight bound. And anon Manassen unarmed him, and armed himself in his harness, and so mounted on horseback, and the knight afore him, and so threw him into the fountain and drowned him. And then he rode unto Morgan again, and asked if she would anything unto King Arthur. Tell him that I rescued thee, not for the love of him but for the love of Accolon, and tell him I fear him not while I can make me and them that be with me in likeness of stones; and let him wit I can do much more when I see my time. And so she departed into the country of Gore, and there was she richly received, and made her castles and towns passing strong, for always she dreaded much King Arthur.
Then Morgan said, "Have you seen Arthur, my brother?" "Yes," said her knights, "very well, and if we had known where he was, we might have moved from our spot, for his serious demeanor would have made us flee." "I believe you," said Morgan. Shortly after, as she rode along, she encountered a knight leading another knight on horseback, bound hand and foot and blindfolded, intended for drowning in a fountain. When she saw the knight tied up, she asked him, "What are you going to do with that knight?" "Lady," he said, "I will drown him." "Why?" she asked. "Because I caught him with my wife, and she will face the same fate soon." "That’s a shame," said Morgan le Fay. "Now, tell me, knight, is what he says about you true?" she asked the knight who was to be drowned. "No, truly, madam, he is not right about me." "Where are you from, Morgan le Fay asked, and from which country?" "I am from King Arthur's court, and my name is Manassen, cousin to Accolon of Gaul." "You speak well," she said, "and for his sake, you shall be freed, and your enemy will be in the same situation as you." So Manassen was released and the other knight was bound. Then Manassen disarmed him, put on his armor, mounted his horse, and threw the other knight into the fountain, drowning him. He then rode back to Morgan and asked if she had any message for King Arthur. "Tell him I saved you, not for his sake, but for Accolon’s. Inform him that I fear him not as long as I can make myself and those with me as solid as stones; and let him know I can do much more when the time is right." And with that, she left for the land of Gore, where she was warmly welcomed, and she built her castles and towns to be very strong, for she always feared King Arthur greatly.
When the king had well rested him at the abbey, he rode unto Camelot, and found his queen and his barons right glad of his coming. And when they heard of his strange adventures as is afore rehearsed, then all had marvel of the falsehood of Morgan le Fay; many knights wished her burnt. Then came Manassen to court and told the king of his adventure. Well, said the king, she is a kind sister; I shall so be avenged on her an I live, that all Christendom shall speak of it. So on the morn there came a damosel from Morgan to the king, and she brought with her the richest mantle that ever was seen in that court, for it was set as full of precious stones as one might stand by another, and there were the richest stones that ever the king saw. And the damosel said, Your sister sendeth you this mantle, and desireth that ye should take this gift of her; and in what thing she hath offended you, she will amend it at your own pleasure. When the king beheld this mantle it pleased him much, but he said but little.
When the king had rested well at the abbey, he rode to Camelot and found his queen and barons very happy to see him. When they heard about his strange adventures, as mentioned before, everyone was amazed by the deceit of Morgan le Fay; many knights wanted her burned. Then Manassen came to court and told the king about his adventure. The king said, "She is quite the sister; I will take revenge on her if I live, and all of Christendom will hear about it." The next morning, a lady from Morgan came to the king, bringing the richest mantle that had ever been seen in that court. It was completely covered in precious stones, with the finest gems the king had ever seen. The lady said, "Your sister sends you this mantle and wishes that you accept this gift from her. Whatever offense she has caused you, she will correct it as you wish." When the king saw this mantle, he liked it a lot, but he said very little.
CHAPTER XVI.
How the Damosel of the Lake saved
King Arthur from mantle that should have burnt him.
With that came the Damosel of the Lake unto the king, and said, Sir, I must speak with you in privity. Say on, said the king, what ye will. Sir, said the damosel, put not on you this mantle till ye have seen more, and in no wise let it not come on you, nor on no knight of yours, till ye command the bringer thereof to put it upon her. Well, said King Arthur, it shall be done as ye counsel me. And then he said unto the damosel that came from his sister, Damosel, this mantle that ye have brought me, I will see it upon you. Sir, she said, It will not beseem me to wear a king’s garment. By my head, said Arthur, ye shall wear it or it come on my back, or any man’s that here is. And so the king made it to be put upon her, and forth withal she fell down dead, and never more spake word after and burnt to coals. Then was the king wonderly wroth, more than he was to-forehand, and said unto King Uriens, My sister, your wife, is alway about to betray me, and well I wot either ye, or my nephew, your son, is of counsel with her to have me destroyed; but as for you, said the king to King Uriens, I deem not greatly that ye be of her counsel, for Accolon confessed to me by his own mouth, that she would have destroyed you as well as me, therefore I hold you excused; but as for your son, Sir Uwaine, I hold him suspect, therefore I charge you put him out of my court. So Sir Uwaine was discharged. And when Sir Gawaine wist that, he made him ready to go with him; and said, Whoso banisheth my cousin-germain shall banish me. So they two departed, and rode into a great forest, and so they came to an abbey of monks, and there were well lodged. But when the king wist that Sir Gawaine was departed from the court, there was made great sorrow among all the estates. Now, said Gaheris, Gawaine’s brother, we have lost two good knights for the love of one. So on the morn they heard their masses in the abbey, and so they rode forth till that they came to a great forest. Then was Sir Gawaine ware in a valley by a turret [of] twelve fair damosels, and two knights armed on great horses, and the damosels went to and fro by a tree. And then was Sir Gawaine ware how there hung a white shield on that tree, and ever as the damosels came by it they spit upon it, and some threw mire upon the shield.
With that, the Lady of the Lake approached the king and said, "Sir, I need to speak with you privately." "Go ahead," replied the king. "Sir," the lady continued, "do not wear this mantle until you have seen more, and do not allow it to be put on you or any of your knights until you tell the person bringing it to put it on her." "Alright," said King Arthur, "I'll do as you advise." Then he told the lady who came from his sister, "Lady, I want to see this mantle on you." "Sir," she replied, "it would not be appropriate for me to wear a king’s garment." "By my head," Arthur declared, "you will wear it, or it will go on my back, or on any man here." So the king ordered that it be placed on her, and immediately she fell down dead, never to speak again, and was reduced to ashes. Then the king was incredibly angry, more than he had been before, and said to King Uriens, "My sister, your wife, is always trying to betray me, and I know either you or my nephew, your son, are in league with her to have me killed; but as for you," the king said to King Uriens, "I don't think you're part of her scheme, because Accolon admitted to me himself that she wanted to destroy you just as much as me. So, I excuse you; but as for your son, Sir Uwaine, I find him suspicious, so I command you to banish him from my court." Thus, Sir Uwaine was sent away. When Sir Gawaine found that out, he prepared to leave with him and said, "Whoever banishes my cousin will banish me." So the two of them left and rode into a great forest, where they arrived at an abbey of monks and were well accommodated. But when the king learned that Sir Gawaine had left the court, there was much sorrow among all the nobles. "Now," said Gaheris, Gawaine’s brother, "we've lost two good knights for the sake of one." The next morning, they attended mass at the abbey and then rode on until they came to a large forest. Then Sir Gawaine spotted, in a valley by a tower, twelve beautiful ladies and two knights in armor on large horses, while the ladies moved back and forth by a tree. Sir Gawaine noticed a white shield hanging from that tree, and each time the ladies passed it, they spat on it or threw mud on the shield.
CHAPTER XVII.
How Sir Gawaine and Sir Uwaine met
with twelve fair damosels, and how they complained on Sir Marhaus.
Then Sir Gawaine and Sir Uwaine went and saluted them, and asked why they did that despite to the shield. Sir, said the damosels, we shall tell you. There is a knight in this country that owneth this white shield, and he is a passing good man of his hands, but he hateth all ladies and gentlewomen, and therefore we do all this despite to the shield. I shall say you, said Sir Gawaine, it beseemeth evil a good knight to despise all ladies and gentlewomen, and peradventure though he hate you he hath some certain cause, and peradventure he loveth in some other places ladies and gentlewomen, and to be loved again, an he be such a man of prowess as ye speak of. Now, what is his name? Sir, said they, his name is Marhaus, the king’s son of Ireland. I know him well, said Sir Uwaine, he is a passing good knight as any is alive, for I saw him once proved at a jousts where many knights were gathered, and that time there might no man withstand him. Ah! said Sir Gawaine, damosels, methinketh ye are to blame, for it is to suppose, he that hung that shield there, he will not be long therefrom, and then may those knights match him on horseback, and that is more your worship than thus; for I will abide no longer to see a knight’s shield dishonoured. And therewith Sir Uwaine and Gawaine departed a little from them, and then were they ware where Sir Marhaus came riding on a great horse straight toward them. And when the twelve damosels saw Sir Marhaus they fled into the turret as they were wild, so that some of them fell by the way. Then the one of the knights of the tower dressed his shield, and said on high, Sir Marhaus, defend thee. And so they ran together that the knight brake his spear on Marhaus, and Marhaus smote him so hard that he brake his neck and the horse’s back. That saw the other knight of the turret, and dressed him toward Marhaus, and they met so eagerly together that the knight of the turret was soon smitten down, horse and man, stark dead.
Then Sir Gawaine and Sir Uwaine approached and greeted them, asking why they were dishonoring the shield. "Sir," the ladies replied, "we'll explain. There’s a knight in this land who owns this white shield. He’s quite skilled, but he hates all ladies and gentlewomen, which is why we act against the shield." Sir Gawaine responded, "It’s not right for a good knight to despise all ladies and gentlewomen. Perhaps he has his reasons for hating you, but he might also care for other ladies and gentlewomen, especially if he's the mighty knight you mention. What’s his name?" "Sir," they said, "his name is Marhaus, the king's son of Ireland." "I know him well," said Sir Uwaine. "He's as good a knight as any alive. I once saw him at a tournament where many knights competed, and no one could withstand him." "Ah!" exclaimed Sir Gawaine, "ladies, I think you are in the wrong, for I suspect the knight who hung that shield will not be far away. Then those knights can challenge him on horseback, and that would bring you more honor than this. I won’t stay to see a knight’s shield dishonored any longer." With that, Sir Uwaine and Gawaine moved a little away from them and soon saw Sir Marhaus riding on a powerful horse straight towards them. When the twelve ladies spotted Sir Marhaus, they panicked and fled into the turret, some even tripping and falling. One of the knights from the tower readied his shield and called out, "Sir Marhaus, prepare yourself!" They charged at each other, and the knight broke his spear against Marhaus, who struck him so hard that he broke the knight's neck and the horse's back. The other knight from the turret saw this and charged at Marhaus, but they clashed with such force that the knight from the turret was quickly knocked down, horse and all, left lifeless.
CHAPTER XVIII.
How Sir Marhaus jousted with Sir
Gawaine and Sir Uwaine, and overthrew them both.
And then Sir Marhaus rode unto his shield, and saw how it was defouled, and said, Of this despite I am a part avenged, but for her love that gave me this white shield I shall wear thee, and hang mine where thou wast; and so he hanged it about his neck. Then he rode straight unto Sir Gawaine and to Sir Uwaine, and asked them what they did there? They answered him that they came from King Arthur’s court to see adventures. Well, said Sir Marhaus, here am I ready, an adventurous knight that will fulfil any adventure that ye will desire; and so departed from them, to fetch his range. Let him go, said Sir Uwaine unto Sir Gawaine, for he is a passing good knight as any is living; I would not by my will that any of us were matched with him. Nay, said Sir Gawaine, not so, it were shame to us were he not assayed, were he never so good a knight. Well, said Sir Uwaine, I will assay him afore you, for I am more weaker than ye, and if he smite me down then may ye revenge me. So these two knights came together with great raundon, that Sir Uwaine smote Sir Marhaus that his spear brast in pieces on the shield, and Sir Marhaus smote him so sore that horse and man he bare to the earth, and hurt Sir Uwaine on the left side.
And then Sir Marhaus rode to his shield and saw how it was tampered with, saying, "For this insult, I am partly avenged, but out of respect for the lady who gave me this white shield, I will wear it and hang mine where yours was." So he hung it around his neck. Then he rode straight to Sir Gawaine and Sir Uwaine and asked them what they were up to. They replied that they had come from King Arthur’s court to seek adventures. "Well," said Sir Marhaus, "here I am, a brave knight ready to take on any adventure you desire." And with that, he left them to set off on his quest. "Let him go," said Sir Uwaine to Sir Gawaine, "for he is as good a knight as any living; I wouldn't want any of us to be matched against him." "No," said Sir Gawaine, "it would be shameful for us if we didn't test him, regardless of how good he is." "Alright," said Sir Uwaine, "I will challenge him first since I am weaker than you. If he knocks me down, you can take your revenge." So these two knights faced off fiercely, with Sir Uwaine striking Sir Marhaus, breaking his spear on the shield, and Sir Marhaus hitting back so hard that he brought both horse and rider down to the ground, injuring Sir Uwaine on his left side.
Then Sir Marhaus turned his horse and rode toward Gawaine with his spear, and when Sir Gawaine saw that he dressed his shield, and they aventred their spears, and they came together with all the might of their horses, that either knight smote other so hard in midst of their shields, but Sir Gawaine’s spear brake, but Sir Marhaus’ spear held; and therewith Sir Gawaine and his horse rushed down to the earth. And lightly Sir Gawaine rose on his feet, and pulled out his sword, and dressed him toward Sir Marhaus on foot, and Sir Marhaus saw that, and pulled out his sword and began to come to Sir Gawaine on horseback. Sir knight, said Sir Gawaine, alight on foot, or else I will slay thy horse. Gramercy, said Sir Marhaus, of your gentleness ye teach me courtesy, for it is not for one knight to be on foot, and the other on horseback. And therewith Sir Marhaus set his spear against a tree and alighted and tied his horse to a tree, and dressed his shield, and either came unto other eagerly, and smote together with their swords that their shields flew in cantels, and they bruised their helms and their hauberks, and wounded either other. But Sir Gawaine from it passed nine of the clock waxed ever stronger and stronger, for then it came to the hour of noon, and thrice his might was increased. All this espied Sir Marhaus and had great wonder how his might increased, and so they wounded other passing sore. And then when it was past noon, and when it drew toward evensong, Sir Gawaine’s strength feebled, and waxed passing faint that unnethes he might dure any longer, and Sir Marhaus was then bigger and bigger. Sir knight, said Sir Marhaus, I have well felt that ye are a passing good knight and a marvellous man of might as ever I felt any, while it lasteth, and our quarrels are not great, and therefore it were pity to do you hurt, for I feel ye are passing feeble. Ah, said Sir Gawaine, gentle knight, ye say the word that I should say. And therewith they took off their helms, and either kissed other, and there they swore together either to love other as brethren. And Sir Marhaus prayed Sir Gawaine to lodge with him that night. And so they took their horses, and rode toward Sir Marhaus’ house. And as they rode by the way, Sir knight, said Sir Gawaine, I have marvel that so valiant a man as ye be love no ladies nor damosels. Sir, said Sir Marhaus, they name me wrongfully those that give me that name, but well I wot it be the damosels of the turret that so name me, and other such as they be. Now shall I tell you for what cause I hate them: for they be sorceresses and enchanters many of them, and be a knight never so good of his body and full of prowess as man may be, they will make him a stark coward to have the better of him, and this is the principal cause that I hate them; and to all good ladies and gentlewomen I owe my service as a knight ought to do.
Then Sir Marhaus turned his horse and rode toward Gawaine with his spear, and when Sir Gawaine saw that, he readied his shield. They charged at each other with all the strength of their horses, and each knight struck the other hard in the center of their shields. Sir Gawaine’s spear broke, but Sir Marhaus’ spear held strong; as a result, Sir Gawaine and his horse fell to the ground. Quickly, Sir Gawaine got back on his feet, drew his sword, and faced Sir Marhaus on foot. When Sir Marhaus noticed this, he pulled out his sword and approached Sir Gawaine on horseback. “Sir knight,” said Sir Gawaine, “dismount or I’ll slay your horse.” “Thank you,” replied Sir Marhaus, “for your kindness teaches me courtesy. It isn’t proper for one knight to be on foot while the other is mounted.” With that, Sir Marhaus set his spear against a tree, dismounted, tied his horse to the tree, readied his shield, and they both charged at each other eagerly. They struck each other with their swords, causing their shields to splinter, and they battered each other's helmets and armor, wounding one another. But Sir Gawaine, as it approached nine o'clock, grew ever stronger, for by noon, his strength had tripled. Sir Marhaus noticed this and wondered at how Gawaine’s power was increasing, and they continued to wound each other severely. After noon, as it drew closer to evening prayer, Sir Gawaine’s strength began to wane, and he became so faint that he barely could continue, while Sir Marhaus grew larger and stronger. “Sir knight,” said Sir Marhaus, “I have indeed felt that you are an exceptionally good knight and a remarkable man of strength, as strong as anyone I have ever faced while it lasts. Our grievances are not great, and it would be a shame to harm you, for I see you are very weak.” “Ah,” said Sir Gawaine, “gentle knight, you speak what I was about to say.” They then took off their helmets, kissed each other, and swore to love each other as brothers. Sir Marhaus invited Sir Gawaine to stay with him that night. They took their horses and rode toward Sir Marhaus’ home. As they traveled along the way, Sir Gawaine remarked, “I’m amazed that a valiant man like you doesn’t love any ladies or maidens.” “Sir,” replied Sir Marhaus, “they wrongly call me that, but I know it’s the maidens of the turret who name me so, along with others like them. Now let me tell you why I dislike them: many of them are sorceresses and enchantresses. No matter how brave or strong a knight may be, they can make him a coward to gain the upper hand, and this is the main reason for my hatred toward them. However, I owe my service to all good ladies and gentlewomen, as a knight should.”
As the book rehearseth in French, there were many knights that overmatched Sir Gawaine, for all the thrice might that he had: Sir Launcelot de Lake, Sir Tristram, Sir Bors de Ganis, Sir Percivale, Sir Pelleas, and Sir Marhaus, these six knights had the better of Sir Gawaine. Then within a little while they came to Sir Marhaus’ place, which was in a little priory, and there they alighted, and ladies and damosels unarmed them, and hastily looked to their hurts, for they were all three hurt. And so they had all three good lodging with Sir Marhaus, and good cheer; for when he wist that they were King Arthur’s sister’s sons he made them all the cheer that lay in his power, and so they sojourned there a sennight, and were well eased of their wounds, and at the last departed. Now, said Sir Marhaus, we will not depart so lightly, for I will bring you through the forest; and rode day by day well a seven days or they found any adventure. At the last they came into a great forest, that was named the country and forest of Arroy, and the country of strange adventures. In this country, said Sir Marhaus, came never knight since it was christened but he found strange adventures; and so they rode, and came into a deep valley full of stones, and thereby they saw a fair stream of water; above thereby was the head of the stream a fair fountain, and three damosels sitting thereby. And then they rode to them, and either saluted other, and the eldest had a garland of gold about her head, and she was three score winter of age or more, and her hair was white under the garland. The second damosel was of thirty winter of age, with a circlet of gold about her head. The third damosel was but fifteen year of age, and a garland of flowers about her head. When these knights had so beheld them, they asked them the cause why they sat at that fountain? We be here, said the damosels, for this cause: if we may see any errant knights, to teach them unto strange adventures; and ye be three knights that seek adventures, and we be three damosels, and therefore each one of you must choose one of us; and when ye have done so we will lead you unto three highways, and there each of you shall choose a way and his damosel with him. And this day twelvemonth ye must meet here again, and God send you your lives, and thereto ye must plight your troth. This is well said, said Sir Marhaus.
As the book recounts in French, there were many knights who surpassed Sir Gawaine, despite all his strength: Sir Launcelot, Sir Tristram, Sir Bors, Sir Percivale, Sir Pelleas, and Sir Marhaus. These six knights defeated Sir Gawaine. Soon after, they arrived at Sir Marhaus’ place, which was in a small priory. They got off their horses, and ladies and maidens helped them take off their armor and quickly tended to their injuries, as all three of them were hurt. They were warmly welcomed by Sir Marhaus, who, knowing they were King Arthur’s sister's sons, offered them the best hospitality he could. They stayed there for a week, recovering well from their wounds before finally leaving. Sir Marhaus then said, "We won't leave without a proper adventure, so I'll guide you through the forest." They rode for about seven days before encountering any adventure. Eventually, they came into a vast forest known as the land of Arroy, a place full of strange adventures. Sir Marhaus mentioned that no knight had ever entered this land since it was christened without finding unusual encounters. They continued their journey and entered a deep valley full of stones, where they saw a lovely stream of water; at its source was a beautiful fountain, with three maidens sitting nearby. They rode over to them and greeted each other. The eldest maiden wore a gold garland and appeared to be over sixty years old, with white hair beneath the garland. The second maiden was around thirty and also wore a circlet of gold. The third maiden was just fifteen, adorned with a garland of flowers. After observing them, the knights asked why they were sitting by the fountain. The maidens replied, "We are here for this reason: if we see any wandering knights, we will guide them to strange adventures. Since you are three knights on a quest for adventures, each of you must choose one of us. After you choose, we will show you three different paths, and each of you shall take your chosen path with your maiden. A year from today, you must return here, and we hope for your safe return, which requires you to pledge your word." "That sounds great," said Sir Marhaus.
CHAPTER XIX.
How Sir Marhaus, Sir Gawaine, and Sir
Uwaine met three damosels, and each of them took one.
Now shall everych of us choose a damosel. I shall tell you, said Sir Uwaine, I am the youngest and most weakest of you both, therefore I will have the eldest damosel, for she hath seen much, and can best help me when I have need, for I have most need of help of you both. Now, said Sir Marhaus, I will have the damosel of thirty winter age, for she falleth best to me. Well, said Sir Gawaine, I thank you, for ye have left me the youngest and the fairest, and she is most liefest to me. Then every damosel took her knight by the reins of his bridle, and brought him to the three ways, and there was their oath made to meet at the fountain that day twelvemonth an they were living, and so they kissed and departed, and each knight set his lady behind him. And Sir Uwaine took the way that lay west, and Sir Marhaus took the way that lay south, and Sir Gawaine took the way that lay north. Now will we begin at Sir Gawaine, that held that way till that he came unto a fair manor, where dwelled an old knight and a good householder, and there Sir Gawaine asked the knight if he knew any adventures in that country. I shall show you some to-morn, said the old knight, and that marvellous. So, on the morn they rode into the forest of adventures to a laund, and thereby they found a cross, and as they stood and hoved there came by them the fairest knight and the seemliest man that ever they saw, making the greatest dole that ever man made. And then he was ware of Sir Gawaine, and saluted him, and prayed God to send him much worship. As to that, said Sir Gawaine, gramercy; also I pray to God that he send you honour and worship. Ah, said the knight, I may lay that aside, for sorrow and shame cometh to me after worship.
Now everyone should choose a lady. "I'll go first," said Sir Uwaine. "I’m the youngest and weakest of you both, so I’ll take the oldest lady. She's experienced and can help me when I need it most, which is often." "Well," said Sir Marhaus, "I’ll take the lady who’s about thirty, since she suits me best." "Great," said Sir Gawaine, "I appreciate it because that leaves me the youngest and the most beautiful, and she's the one I prefer." Then each lady took her knight by the reins of his horse and led him to the crossroads, where they swore an oath to meet at the fountain a year later if they were still alive. They kissed, said farewell, and each knight placed his lady behind him. Sir Uwaine took the westward path, Sir Marhaus the south, and Sir Gawaine the north. Let’s start with Sir Gawaine, who continued north until he reached a nice manor where an elderly knight lived, who was also a good host. Sir Gawaine asked the knight if he knew any adventures in the area. "I’ll show you some tomorrow," said the old knight, "and they will be remarkable." So, the next morning, they rode into the adventure forest to a glade, where they found a cross. While they were there, the most handsome knight they’d ever seen passed by, mourning deeply. When he saw Sir Gawaine, he greeted him and asked God to grant him great honor. "Thank you," replied Sir Gawaine, "I also pray that God grants you honor and distinction." "Ah," said the knight, "I can set that aside because sorrow and shame come to me after my fame."
CHAPTER XX.
How a knight and a dwarf strove for a
lady.
And therewith he passed unto the one side of the laund; and on the other side saw Sir Gawaine ten knights that hoved still and made them ready with their shields and spears against that one knight that came by Sir Gawaine.
And with that, he moved to one side of the land, and on the other side saw Sir Gawaine with ten knights who stood still and got their shields and spears ready against the one knight who approached Sir Gawaine.
Then this one knight aventred a great spear, and one of the ten knights encountered with him, but this woful knight smote him so hard that he fell over his horse’s tail. So this same dolorous knight served them all, that at the leastway he smote down horse and man, and all he did with one spear; and so when they were all ten on foot, they went to that one knight, and he stood stone still, and suffered them to pull him down off his horse, and bound him hand and foot, and tied him under the horse’s belly, and so led him with them. O Jesu! said Sir Gawaine, this is a doleful sight, to see the yonder knight so to be entreated, and it seemeth by the knight that he suffereth them to bind him so, for he maketh no resistance. No, said his host, that is truth, for an he would they all were too weak so to do him. Sir, said the damosel unto Sir Gawaine, meseemeth it were your worship to help that dolorous knight, for methinketh he is one of the best knights that ever I saw. I would do for him, said Sir Gawaine, but it seemeth he will have no help. Then, said the damosel, methinketh ye have no lust to help him.
Then this knight threw a massive spear, and one of the ten knights charged at him, but this unfortunate knight hit him so hard that he fell off his horse. This same miserable knight took down all of them, managing to knock down both horse and rider with just one spear. When all ten were on foot, they approached that single knight, who stood completely still and allowed them to pull him down from his horse. They bound him hand and foot and tied him under the horse's belly, then led him away with them. "Oh Jesus!" said Sir Gawaine, "this is a sad sight, to see that knight treated this way. It seems like he allows them to tie him up without putting up a fight." "That's true," replied his host, "if he wanted to, none of them would be strong enough to do this to him." "Sir," said the young lady to Sir Gawaine, "I think it would be noble of you to help that sorrowful knight; he seems to be one of the best knights I’ve ever seen." "I would help him," said Sir Gawaine, "but it seems he doesn’t want any assistance." "Then," said the young lady, "it seems you have no desire to help him."
Thus as they talked they saw a knight on the other side of the laund all armed save the head. And on the other side there came a dwarf on horseback all armed save the head, with a great mouth and a short nose; and when the dwarf came nigh he said, Where is the lady should meet us here? and therewithal she came forth out of the wood. And then they began to strive for the lady; for the knight said he would have her, and the dwarf said he would have her. Will we do well? said the dwarf; yonder is a knight at the cross, let us put it both upon him, and as he deemeth so shall it be. I will well, said the knight, and so they went all three unto Sir Gawaine and told him wherefore they strove. Well, sirs, said he, will ye put the matter in my hand? Yea, they said both. Now damosel, said Sir Gawaine, ye shall stand betwixt them both, and whether ye list better to go to, he shall have you. And when she was set between them both, she left the knight and went to the dwarf, and the dwarf took her and went his way singing, and the knight went his way with great mourning.
As they talked, they spotted a knight on the other side of the field, fully armored except for his head. On the other side, a dwarf appeared on horseback, also all armored except for his head, with a large mouth and a short nose. When the dwarf got closer, he asked, "Where is the lady who is supposed to meet us here?" Just then, she emerged from the woods. They began to argue over her; the knight insisted he wanted her, and the dwarf claimed he wanted her too. "How should we decide?" asked the dwarf. "There's a knight over there at the crossroads; let's let him judge our case." The knight agreed, and together they approached Sir Gawaine to explain their dispute. "Well, gentlemen," said he, "do you want me to settle this?" They both said yes. "Now, lady," said Sir Gawaine, "you will stand between them, and whichever one you choose to go with, he will have you." When she positioned herself between the two, she left the knight and walked over to the dwarf, who took her and rode away singing, while the knight departed in deep sadness.
Then came there two knights all armed, and cried on high, Sir Gawaine! knight of King Arthur’s, make thee ready in all haste and joust with me. So they ran together, that either fell down, and then on foot they drew their swords, and did full actually. The meanwhile the other knight went to the damosel, and asked her why she abode with that knight, and if ye would abide with me, I will be your faithful knight. And with you will I be, said the damosel, for with Sir Gawaine I may not find in mine heart to be with him; for now here was one knight discomfited ten knights, and at the last he was cowardly led away; and therefore let us two go whilst they fight. And Sir Gawaine fought with that other knight long, but at the last they accorded both. And then the knight prayed Sir Gawaine to lodge with him that night. So as Sir Gawaine went with this knight he asked him, What knight is he in this country that smote down the ten knights? For when he had done so manfully he suffered them to bind him hand and foot, and so led him away. Ah, said the knight, that is the best knight I trow in the world, and the most man of prowess, and he hath been served so as he was even more than ten times, and his name hight Sir Pelleas, and he loveth a great lady in this country and her name is Ettard. And so when he loved her there was cried in this country a great jousts three days, and all the knights of this country were there and gentlewomen, and who that proved him the best knight should have a passing good sword and a circlet of gold, and the circlet the knight should give it to the fairest lady that was at the jousts. And this knight Sir Pelleas was the best knight that was there, and there were five hundred knights, but there was never man that ever Sir Pelleas met withal but he struck him down, or else from his horse; and every day of three days he struck down twenty knights, therefore they gave him the prize, and forthwithal he went thereas the Lady Ettard was, and gave her the circlet, and said openly she was the fairest lady that there was, and that would he prove upon any knight that would say nay.
Two fully armed knights arrived and called out loudly, "Sir Gawaine, knight of King Arthur, get ready quickly and joust with me." They charged at each other, and both fell. Once on foot, they drew their swords and fought fiercely. Meanwhile, the other knight went to the lady and asked her why she was staying with that knight, saying, "If you would be with me, I would be your loyal knight." The lady replied, "I will be with you, because I can't bring myself to stay with Sir Gawaine. One knight has defeated ten knights, and in the end, he allowed himself to be taken away like a coward. So let’s leave while they fight." Sir Gawaine and the other knight fought for a long time, but eventually, they reached an agreement. Then the knight invited Sir Gawaine to stay with him that night. As they walked together, Sir Gawaine asked, "Which knight in this country defeated those ten knights? After such bravery, how could he let them tie him up and take him away?" The knight replied, "He is, I believe, the best knight in the world, the most skilled, and has been bested in this way more than ten times. His name is Sir Pelleas, and he loves a great lady here named Ettard." When he fell in love with her, a grand tournament was announced across the land for three days, attended by all the knights and ladies of the realm. Whoever proved to be the best knight would win a fantastic sword and a gold circlet, which the knight was to give to the fairest lady present. Sir Pelleas was the best knight there, among five hundred knights, and he defeated every man he faced, knocking them off their horses. Each day for three days, he took down twenty knights, so he won the prize. He then went to Lady Ettard, presented her with the circlet, and declared openly that she was the fairest lady there, ready to prove it against any knight who would disagree.
CHAPTER XXI.
How King Pelleas suffered himself to
be taken prisoner because he would have a sight of his lady, and how Sir
Gawaine promised him to get to him the love of his lady.
And so he chose her for his sovereign lady, and never to love other but her, but she was so proud that she had scorn of him, and said that she would never love him though he would die for her. Wherefore all ladies and gentlewomen had scorn of her that she was so proud, for there were fairer than she, and there was none that was there but an Sir Pelleas would have proffered them love, they would have loved him for his noble prowess. And so this knight promised the Lady Ettard to follow her into this country, and never to leave her till she loved him. And thus he is here the most part nigh her, and lodged by a priory, and every week she sendeth knights to fight with him. And when he hath put them to the worse, then will he suffer them wilfully to take him prisoner, because he would have a sight of this lady. And always she doth him great despite, for sometime she maketh her knights to tie him to his horse’s tail, and some to bind him under the horse’s belly; thus in the most shamefullest ways that she can think he is brought to her. And all she doth it for to cause him to leave this country, and to leave his loving; but all this cannot make him to leave, for an he would have fought on foot he might have had the better of the ten knights as well on foot as on horseback. Alas, said Sir Gawaine, it is great pity of him; and after this night I will seek him to-morrow, in this forest, to do him all the help I can. So on the morn Sir Gawaine took his leave of his host Sir Carados, and rode into the forest; and at the last he met with Sir Pelleas, making great moan out of measure, so each of them saluted other, and asked him why he made such sorrow. And as it is above rehearsed, Sir Pelleas told Sir Gawaine: But always I suffer her knights to fare so with me as ye saw yesterday, in trust at the last to win her love, for she knoweth well all her knights should not lightly win me, an me list to fight with them to the uttermost. Wherefore an I loved her not so sore, I had liefer die an hundred times, an I might die so oft, rather than I would suffer that despite; but I trust she will have pity upon me at the last, for love causeth many a good knight to suffer to have his entent, but alas I am unfortunate. And therewith he made so great dole and sorrow that unnethe he might hold him on horseback.
And so he chose her as his lady, vowing never to love anyone else but her. However, she was so proud that she looked down on him and said she would never love him, even if he died for her. Because of this, all the ladies and gentlewomen scorned her for her pride, as there were fairer than she was, and if Sir Pelleas had offered them his love, they would have loved him for his noble deeds. So this knight promised Lady Ettard that he would follow her into this land and would never leave her until she loved him. Thus, he remained nearby, staying at a priory, and every week she sent knights to fight him. When he defeated them, he would willingly allow them to capture him just to catch a glimpse of her. She constantly humiliated him, sometimes having her knights tie him to his horse's tail or bind him underneath the horse; she thought of all the most shameful ways to bring him to her. She did all of this to make him leave her land and stop loving her, but none of it made him give up, as he knew he could have beaten the ten knights whether on foot or horseback. "Alas," said Sir Gawaine, "it is a shame for him; after tonight, I will seek him tomorrow in this forest to help him in any way I can." So the next morning, Sir Gawaine took his leave from his host, Sir Carados, and rode into the forest; eventually, he met Sir Pelleas, who was deeply distressed. They greeted each other, and Gawaine asked him why he was so sorrowful. As mentioned earlier, Sir Pelleas explained to Sir Gawaine: "I always let her knights treat me as you saw yesterday, hoping that eventually I will win her love. She knows well that her knights wouldn’t easily defeat me if I chose to fight them with all my might. If I didn’t love her so much, I would rather die a hundred times than endure such humiliation; but I trust she will eventually feel pity for me, for love makes many good knights endure for their desires. Alas, I am unfortunate." With that, he expressed such deep sorrow that he could hardly stay on his horse.
Now, said Sir Gawaine, leave your mourning and I shall promise you by the faith of my body to do all that lieth in my power to get you the love of your lady, and thereto I will plight you my troth. Ah, said Sir Pelleas, of what court are ye? tell me, I pray you, my good friend. And then Sir Gawaine said, I am of the court of King Arthur, and his sister’s son, and King Lot of Orkney was my father, and my name is Sir Gawaine. And then he said, My name is Sir Pelleas, born in the Isles, and of many isles I am lord, and never have I loved lady nor damosel till now in an unhappy time; and, sir knight, since ye are so nigh cousin unto King Arthur, and a king’s son, therefore betray me not but help me, for I may never come by her but by some good knight, for she is in a strong castle here, fast by within this four mile, and over all this country she is lady of. And so I may never come to her presence, but as I suffer her knights to take me, and but if I did so that I might have a sight of her, I had been dead long or this time; and yet fair word had I never of her, but when I am brought to-fore her she rebuketh me in the foulest manner. And then they take my horse and harness and put me out of the gates, and she will not suffer me to eat nor drink; and always I offer me to be her prisoner, but that she will not suffer me, for I would desire no more, what pains so ever I had, so that I might have a sight of her daily. Well, said Sir Gawaine, all this shall I amend an ye will do as I shall devise: I will have your horse and your armour, and so will I ride unto her castle and tell her that I have slain you, and so shall I come within her to cause her to cherish me, and then shall I do my true part that ye shall not fail to have the love of her.
“Now,” said Sir Gawaine, “stop your mourning. I promise you, by my body’s faith, that I will do everything I can to win your lady's love, and I swear to you my word.” “Ah,” said Sir Pelleas, “which court do you belong to? Please tell me, my good friend.” Sir Gawaine replied, “I’m from King Arthur’s court, and I’m his sister’s son. King Lot of Orkney is my father, and my name is Sir Gawaine.” Then he said, “My name is Sir Pelleas. I was born in the Isles, and I’m the lord of many islands. Until now, I’ve never loved any lady or damsel during this unfortunate time. Sir knight, since you are related to King Arthur and the son of a king, please don’t betray me but help me. I can never see her except through some good knight because she is in a strong castle nearby, just within four miles, and she rules over this entire country. I can never approach her directly unless I let her knights capture me; otherwise, I would have been dead by now. I’ve never received kind words from her; when I’m brought before her, she scolds me in the harshest way. Then they take my horse and armor and throw me out of the gates, and she won’t let me eat or drink. I offer to be her prisoner, but she won’t allow it, even though that’s all I want—no matter the pain, just to see her daily.” “Well,” said Sir Gawaine, “I can fix all this if you do as I suggest: I will take your horse and armor, then ride to her castle and tell her that I have killed you. This way, I’ll gain her favor, and then I’ll make sure you win her love.”
CHAPTER XXII.
How Sir Gawaine came to the Lady
Ettard, and how Sir Pelleas found them sleeping.
And therewith Sir Gawaine plight his troth unto Sir Pelleas to be true and faithful unto him; so each one plight their troth to other, and so they changed horses and harness, and Sir Gawaine departed, and came to the castle whereas stood the pavilions of this lady without the gate. And as soon as Ettard had espied Sir Gawaine she fled in toward the castle. Sir Gawaine spake on high, and bade her abide, for he was not Sir Pelleas; I am another knight that have slain Sir Pelleas. Do off your helm, said the Lady Ettard, that I may see your visage. And so when she saw that it was not Sir Pelleas, she bade him alight and led him unto her castle, and asked him faithfully whether he had slain Sir Pelleas. And he said her yea, and told her his name was Sir Gawaine of the court of King Arthur, and his sister’s son. Truly, said she, that is great pity, for he was a passing good knight of his body, but of all men alive I hated him most, for I could never be quit of him; and for ye have slain him I shall be your woman, and to do anything that might please you. So she made Sir Gawaine good cheer. Then Sir Gawaine said that he loved a lady and by no means she would love him. She is to blame, said Ettard, an she will not love you, for ye that be so well born a man, and such a man of prowess, there is no lady in the world too good for you. Will ye, said Sir Gawaine, promise me to do all that ye may, by the faith of your body, to get me the love of my lady? Yea, sir, said she, and that I promise you by the faith of my body. Now, said Sir Gawaine, it is yourself that I love so well, therefore I pray you hold your promise. I may not choose, said the Lady Ettard, but if I should be forsworn; and so she granted him to fulfil all his desire.
And with that, Sir Gawaine pledged his loyalty to Sir Pelleas, promising to be true and faithful to him; so each one pledged their loyalty to the other, and they exchanged horses and armor. Sir Gawaine then left and arrived at the castle where the lady’s pavilions were set up outside the gate. As soon as Ettard saw Sir Gawaine, she ran into the castle. Sir Gawaine called out to her, asking her to wait, as he was not Sir Pelleas; he was another knight who had killed Sir Pelleas. "Take off your helmet," said Lady Ettard, "so I can see your face." Once she saw that he was not Sir Pelleas, she told him to dismount and led him to her castle, asking him honestly if he had killed Sir Pelleas. He replied that he had and told her his name was Sir Gawaine from King Arthur's court, and that he was his sister’s son. "Truly," she said, "that is a great pity, for he was a very good knight, but out of all men alive, I hated him the most, as I could never be rid of him. Since you have killed him, I will be your lady and do anything to please you." She treated Sir Gawaine well. Then Sir Gawaine mentioned that he loved a lady who would not love him back. "She’s mistaken," said Ettard, "if she won’t love you, for a man of such noble birth and prowess, there is no lady in the world too good for you. Will you promise me, by the faith of your body, to do everything you can to win my lady's love?" "Yes, I promise you that by the faith of my body," she replied. Now, Sir Gawaine said, "It is you that I love, so I ask you to keep your promise." "I can’t help it," Lady Ettard said, "unless I want to be untrue; so I agree to fulfill all your desires."
So it was then in the month of May that she and Sir Gawaine went out of the castle and supped in a pavilion, and there was made a bed, and there Sir Gawaine and the Lady Ettard went to bed together, and in another pavilion she laid her damosels, and in the third pavilion she laid part of her knights, for then she had no dread of Sir Pelleas. And there Sir Gawaine lay with her in that pavilion two days and two nights. And on the third day, in the morning early, Sir Pelleas armed him, for he had never slept since Sir Gawaine departed from him; for Sir Gawaine had promised him by the faith of his body, to come to him unto his pavilion by that priory within the space of a day and a night.
So it was in May that she and Sir Gawaine left the castle and had dinner in a tent, where they set up a bed. Sir Gawaine and Lady Ettard went to bed together, while she placed her maidens in another tent, and in a third tent, she put some of her knights, as she had no fear of Sir Pelleas then. Sir Gawaine spent two days and two nights with her in that tent. On the third morning, Sir Pelleas got himself ready for battle, as he hadn’t slept since Sir Gawaine left him; Sir Gawaine had promised him, by his word, to come to his tent by the priory within a day and a night.
Then Sir Pelleas mounted upon horseback, and came to the pavilions that stood without the castle, and found in the first pavilion three knights in three beds, and three squires lying at their feet. Then went he to the second pavilion and found four gentlewomen lying in four beds. And then he yede to the third pavilion and found Sir Gawaine lying in bed with his Lady Ettard, and either clipping other in arms, and when he saw that his heart well-nigh brast for sorrow, and said: Alas! that ever a knight should be found so false; and then he took his horse and might not abide no longer for pure sorrow. And when he had ridden nigh half a mile he turned again and thought to slay them both; and when he saw them both so lie sleeping fast, unnethe he might hold him on horseback for sorrow, and said thus to himself, Though this knight be never so false, I will never slay him sleeping, for I will never destroy the high order of knighthood; and therewith he departed again. And or he had ridden half a mile he returned again, and thought then to slay them both, making the greatest sorrow that ever man made. And when he came to the pavilions, he tied his horse unto a tree, and pulled out his sword naked in his hand, and went to them thereas they lay, and yet he thought it were shame to slay them sleeping, and laid the naked sword overthwart both their throats, and so took his horse and rode his way.
Then Sir Pelleas rode out on horseback and came to the tents outside the castle. In the first tent, he found three knights lying in three beds, with three squires at their feet. He then went to the second tent and found four ladies resting in four beds. Next, he went to the third tent and saw Sir Gawaine in bed with Lady Ettard, both wrapped in each other's arms. When he saw this, his heart nearly broke from sorrow, and he exclaimed, "Alas! How could a knight be so treacherous?" He took his horse and could no longer stay there because of his overwhelming grief. After riding nearly half a mile, he turned back, thinking of killing them both. But when he saw them sleeping so peacefully, he could hardly stay on his horse for sorrow. He thought to himself, "Even if this knight is deceitful, I won't kill him while he sleeps. I will not tarnish the noble order of knighthood." With that, he rode away again. Before he had gone half a mile, he turned back once more, filled with immense sadness and considered killing them both. When he arrived at the tents, he tied his horse to a tree, drew his sword, and approached them as they lay there. Yet he still felt it would be shameful to kill them in their sleep. So, he placed the naked sword across both their throats and then took his horse and rode away.
And when Sir Pelleas came to his pavilions he told his knights and his squires how he had sped, and said thus to them, For your true and good service ye have done me I shall give you all my goods, for I will go unto my bed and never arise until I am dead. And when that I am dead I charge you that ye take the heart out of my body and bear it her betwixt two silver dishes, and tell her how I saw her lie with the false knight Sir Gawaine. Right so Sir Pelleas unarmed himself, and went unto his bed making marvellous dole and sorrow.
And when Sir Pelleas reached his tents, he told his knights and squires about his experiences, saying to them, "For your loyal and true service to me, I will give you all my possessions because I plan to go to my bed and never get up again until I am dead. And when I die, I ask that you take my heart out of my body and bring it to her between two silver dishes, and let her know that I saw her with the treacherous knight Sir Gawaine." Just then, Sir Pelleas took off his armor and went to his bed, filled with deep sadness and sorrow.
When Sir Gawaine and Ettard awoke of their sleep, and found the naked sword overthwart their throats, then she knew well it was Sir Pelleas’ sword. Alas! said she to Sir Gawaine, ye have betrayed me and Sir Pelleas both, for ye told me ye had slain him, and now I know well it is not so, he is alive. And if Sir Pelleas had been as uncourteous to you as ye have been to him ye had been a dead knight; but ye have deceived me and betrayed me falsely, that all ladies and damosels may beware by you and me. And therewith Sir Gawaine made him ready, and went into the forest. So it happed then that the Damosel of the Lake, Nimue, met with a knight of Sir Pelleas, that went on his foot in the forest making great dole, and she asked him the cause. And so the woful knight told her how his master and lord was betrayed through a knight and lady, and how he will never arise out of his bed till he be dead. Bring me to him, said she anon, and I will warrant his life he shall not die for love, and she that hath caused him so to love, she shall be in as evil plight as he is or it be long to, for it is no joy of such a proud lady that will have no mercy of such a valiant knight. Anon that knight brought her unto him, and when she saw him lie in his bed, she thought she saw never so likely a knight; and therewith she threw an enchantment upon him, and he fell asleep. And therewhile she rode unto the Lady Ettard, and charged no man to awake him till she came again. So within two hours she brought the Lady Ettard thither, and both ladies found him asleep: Lo, said the Damosel of the Lake, ye ought to be ashamed for to murder such a knight. And therewith she threw such an enchantment upon her that she loved him sore, that well-nigh she was out of her mind. O Lord Jesu, said the Lady Ettard, how is it befallen unto me that I love now him that I have most hated of any man alive? That is the righteous judgment of God, said the damosel. And then anon Sir Pelleas awaked and looked upon Ettard; and when he saw her he knew her, and then he hated her more than any woman alive, and said: Away, traitress, come never in my sight. And when she heard him say so, she wept and made great sorrow out of measure.
When Sir Gawaine and Ettard woke up and found the naked sword across their throats, she immediately recognized it as Sir Pelleas’ sword. “Oh no!” she said to Sir Gawaine, “You have betrayed both me and Sir Pelleas. You told me you had killed him, but now I see that he is alive. If Sir Pelleas had treated you as you have treated him, you would be a dead knight by now. But you’ve deceived and falsely betrayed me, so that all ladies and maidens can learn from your actions and mine.” With that, Sir Gawaine got himself ready and headed into the forest. It so happened that the Damosel of the Lake, Nimue, encountered a knight of Sir Pelleas, who was wandering in the forest, lamenting deeply. She asked him what was wrong. The sorrowful knight explained how his master had been betrayed by a knight and a lady, and how he would never get out of bed until he was dead. “Take me to him,” she said immediately, “and I promise you he won’t die of love. The one who has caused him to love like this will find herself in just as bad a situation as he is, because it’s no joy for such a proud lady to show no mercy to a valiant knight.” Soon, the knight took her to Sir Pelleas, and as she saw him lying in bed, she believed he was the most beautiful knight she had ever seen. With that, she cast an enchantment on him, and he fell asleep. Meanwhile, she rode to Lady Ettard and ordered that no one should wake him until she returned. Within two hours, she brought Lady Ettard back with her, and both ladies found him asleep. “Look,” said the Damosel of the Lake, “you should be ashamed for trying to murder such a knight.” With that, she cast an enchantment on Ettard that made her fall deeply in love with him, to the point where she nearly lost her mind. “Oh Lord Jesus,” cried Lady Ettard, “how has this happened to me that I now love the one man I have hated the most?” “That is the righteous judgment of God,” said the damosel. Just then, Sir Pelleas woke up and looked at Ettard; when he recognized her, he hated her more than any woman alive and said, “Get away, traitor! Never come into my sight again.” When she heard him speak like that, she wept and mourned excessively.
CHAPTER XXIII.
How Sir Pelleas loved no more
Ettard by means of the Damosel of the Lake, whom he loved ever after.
Sir knight Pelleas, said the Damosel of the Lake, take your horse and come forth with me out of this country, and ye shall love a lady that shall love you. I will well, said Sir Pelleas, for this Lady Ettard hath done me great despite and shame, and there he told her the beginning and ending, and how he had purposed never to have arisen till that he had been dead. And now such grace God hath sent me, that I hate her as much as ever I loved her, thanked be our Lord Jesus! Thank me, said the Damosel of the Lake. Anon Sir Pelleas armed him, and took his horse, and commanded his men to bring after his pavilions and his stuff where the Damosel of the Lake would assign. So the Lady Ettard died for sorrow, and the Damosel of the Lake rejoiced Sir Pelleas, and loved together during their life days.
"Sir Knight Pelleas," said the Lady of the Lake, "take your horse and come with me out of this land, and you will love a woman who will love you back." "I will do that," said Sir Pelleas, "for this Lady Ettard has treated me with great disrespect and shame." He then told her everything that had happened, how he had planned never to get up again until he was dead. "And now such grace God has given me," he said, "that I hate her as much as I once loved her, thanks be to our Lord Jesus!" "Thank me," said the Lady of the Lake. Right away, Sir Pelleas got ready for battle, took his horse, and instructed his men to bring his tents and belongings wherever the Lady of the Lake directed. So Lady Ettard died of grief, and the Lady of the Lake and Sir Pelleas lived happily together for the rest of their days.
CHAPTER XXIV.
How Sir Marhaus rode with the
damosel, and how he came to the Duke of the South Marches.
Now turn we unto Sir Marhaus, that rode with the damosel of thirty winter of age, southward. And so they came into a deep forest, and by fortune they were nighted, and rode long in a deep way, and at the last they came unto a courtelage, and there they asked harbour. But the man of the courtelage would not lodge them for no treatise that they could treat, but thus much the good man said, An ye will take the adventure of your lodging, I shall bring you where ye shall be lodged. What adventure is that that I shall have for my lodging? said Sir Marhaus. Ye shall wit when ye come there, said the good man. Sir, what adventure so it be, bring me thither I pray thee, said Sir Marhaus; for I am weary, my damosel, and my horse. So the good man went and opened the gate, and within an hour he brought him unto a fair castle, and then the poor man called the porter, and anon he was let into the castle, and so he told the lord how he brought him a knight errant and a damosel that would be lodged with him. Let him in, said the lord, it may happen he shall repent that they took their lodging here.
Now let's turn to Sir Marhaus, who was traveling with a thirty-year-old lady, heading south. They entered a deep forest and, by chance, it got dark, so they continued riding down a narrow path. Eventually, they reached a courtyard and asked for a place to stay. However, the man at the courtyard refused to let them in despite their pleas. The good man said, "If you’re willing to take a chance on your accommodation, I can show you where you can stay." "What kind of chance will I have for my lodging?" asked Sir Marhaus. "You'll find out when you get there," replied the good man. "Sir, whatever the adventure may be, please take me there," said Sir Marhaus, "for I am tired, both my lady and my horse." So the good man went and opened the gate, and within an hour, he led him to a beautiful castle. The poor man called the porter, and soon they were let inside the castle. He informed the lord that he had brought a knight-errant and a lady who wished to stay with him. "Let him in," said the lord, "it might turn out that they will regret choosing to stay here."
So Sir Marhaus was let in with torchlight, and there was a goodly sight of young men that welcomed him. And then his horse was led into the stable, and he and the damosel were brought into the hall, and there stood a mighty duke and many goodly men about him. Then this lord asked him what he hight, and from whence he came, and with whom he dwelt. Sir, he said, I am a knight of King Arthur’s and knight of the Table Round, and my name is Sir Marhaus, and born I am in Ireland. And then said the duke to him, That me sore repenteth: the cause is this, for I love not thy lord nor none of thy fellows of the Table Round; and therefore ease thyself this night as well as thou mayest, for as to-morn I and my six sons shall match with you. Is there no remedy but that I must have ado with you and your six sons at once? said Sir Marhaus. No, said the duke, for this cause I made mine avow, for Sir Gawaine slew my seven sons in a recounter, therefore I made mine avow, there should never knight of King Arthur’s court lodge with me, or come thereas I might have ado with him, but that I would have a revenging of my sons’ death. What is your name? said Sir Marhaus; I require you tell me, an it please you. Wit thou well I am the Duke of South Marches. Ah, said Sir Marhaus, I have heard say that ye have been long time a great foe unto my lord Arthur and to his knights. That shall ye feel to-morn, said the duke. Shall I have ado with you? said Sir Marhaus. Yea, said the duke, thereof shalt thou not choose, and therefore take you to your chamber, and ye shall have all that to you longeth. So Sir Marhaus departed and was led to a chamber, and his damosel was led unto her chamber. And on the morn the duke sent unto Sir Marhaus and bade make him ready. And so Sir Marhaus arose and armed him, and then there was a mass sung afore him, and brake his fast, and so mounted on horseback in the court of the castle where they should do the battle. So there was the duke all ready on horseback, clean armed, and his six sons by him, and everych had a spear in his hand, and so they encountered, whereas the duke and his two sons brake their spears upon him, but Sir Marhaus held up his spear and touched none of them.
So Sir Marhaus was welcomed in with torchlight, and there was a wonderful sight of young men who greeted him. Then his horse was taken to the stable, and he and the lady were brought into the hall, where there stood a powerful duke surrounded by many distinguished men. The duke asked him what his name was, where he was from, and with whom he was staying. "Sir," he said, "I am a knight of King Arthur’s and a member of the Round Table, and my name is Sir Marhaus, born in Ireland." The duke then replied, "That deeply saddens me; the reason is that I do not like your lord or any of your fellow knights of the Round Table. Therefore, make yourself comfortable tonight as best you can, for tomorrow I and my six sons will face you." "Is there no way around it but that I must fight you and your six sons at once?" asked Sir Marhaus. "No," said the duke, "for this is my vow. Sir Gawaine killed my seven sons in a duel, and because of that, I vowed that no knight of King Arthur’s court would stay with me or come to where I could confront him without seeking revenge for my sons’ deaths." "What is your name?" asked Sir Marhaus; "please tell me if you would." "You must know I am the Duke of South Marches." "Ah," said Sir Marhaus, "I've heard that you have long been a great enemy of my lord Arthur and his knights." "You’ll feel that tomorrow," said the duke. "Will I be fighting you?" asked Sir Marhaus. "Yes," said the duke, "there is no choice in the matter, so go to your chamber, and you will have everything you need." So Sir Marhaus left and was led to a chamber, while his lady was taken to her own. The next morning, the duke sent for Sir Marhaus and told him to get ready. Sir Marhaus got up, dressed in his armor, and attended Mass before he had breakfast. Then he mounted his horse in the castle courtyard where they would battle. The duke was already on horseback, fully armored, with his six sons beside him, each holding a spear. They charged at him, and the duke along with his two sons broke their spears on him, but Sir Marhaus held up his spear and didn’t hit any of them.
CHAPTER XXV.
How Sir Marhaus fought with the duke
and his four sons and made them to yield them.
Then came the four sons by couple, and two of them brake their spears, and so did the other two. And all this while Sir Marhaus touched them not. Then Sir Marhaus ran to the duke, and smote him with his spear that horse and man fell to the earth, and so he served his sons; and then Sir Marhaus alighted down and bade the duke yield him or else he would slay him. And then some of his sons recovered, and would have set upon Sir Marhaus; then Sir Marhaus said to the duke, Cease thy sons, or else I will do the uttermost to you all. Then the duke saw he might not escape the death, he cried to his sons, and charged them to yield them to Sir Marhaus; and they kneeled all down and put the pommels of their swords to the knight, and so he received them. And then they helped up their father, and so by their cominal assent promised to Sir Marhaus never to be foes unto King Arthur, and thereupon at Whitsuntide after to come, he and his sons, and put them in the king’s grace.
Then the four sons came in pairs, and two of them broke their spears, and so did the other two. Meanwhile, Sir Marhaus didn’t touch them. Then Sir Marhaus charged at the duke and struck him with his spear, sending both horse and man crashing to the ground, and he did the same to his sons. Sir Marhaus then got off his horse and told the duke to surrender, or he would kill him. Some of his sons recovered and tried to attack Sir Marhaus; then Sir Marhaus warned the duke, “Stop your sons, or I will do the worst to all of you.” Seeing that he couldn’t escape death, the duke shouted to his sons and ordered them to surrender to Sir Marhaus; they all knelt down and offered the pommels of their swords to the knight, and he accepted them. They then helped their father to his feet and, by mutual agreement, promised Sir Marhaus never to be enemies of King Arthur, and agreed that at the upcoming Whitsun, he and his sons would present themselves to the king’s grace.
Then Sir Marhaus departed, and within two days his damosel brought him whereas was a great tournament that the Lady de Vawse had cried. And who that did best should have a rich circlet of gold worth a thousand besants. And there Sir Marhaus did so nobly that he was renowned, and had sometime down forty knights, and so the circlet of gold was rewarded him. Then he departed from them with great worship; and so within seven nights his damosel brought him to an earl’s place, his name was the Earl Fergus, that after was Sir Tristram’s knight; and this earl was but a young man, and late come into his lands, and there was a giant fast by him that hight Taulurd, and he had another brother in Cornwall that hight Taulas, that Sir Tristram slew when he was out of his mind. So this earl made his complaint unto Sir Marhaus, that there was a giant by him that destroyed all his lands, and how he durst nowhere ride nor go for him. Sir, said the knight, whether useth he to fight on horseback or on foot? Nay, said the earl, there may no horse bear him. Well, said Sir Marhaus, then will I fight with him on foot; so on the morn Sir Marhaus prayed the earl that one of his men might bring him whereas the giant was; and so he was, for he saw him sit under a tree of holly, and many clubs of iron and gisarms about him. So this knight dressed him to the giant, putting his shield afore him, and the giant took an iron club in his hand, and at the first stroke he clave Sir Marhaus’ shield in two pieces. And there he was in great peril, for the giant was a wily fighter, but at last Sir Marhaus smote off his right arm above the elbow.
Then Sir Marhaus left, and within two days his lady brought him to a grand tournament that Lady de Vawse had announced. The winner would receive a lavish gold circlet worth a thousand besants. Sir Marhaus performed so remarkably that he became famous, having defeated forty knights, and he was awarded the gold circlet. Afterward, he left them with great honor; and within seven nights, his lady brought him to an earl’s estate, the Earl Fergus, who later became Sir Tristram’s knight. The earl was relatively young and had recently taken over his lands. Nearby, there was a giant named Taulurd, and he had a brother in Cornwall named Taulas, whom Sir Tristram killed when he was out of his mind. The earl complained to Sir Marhaus about the giant who was ruining all his lands, stating he was too scared to ride or walk anywhere because of him. "Sir," the knight asked, "does he fight on horseback or on foot?" "No," the earl replied, "no horse can carry him." "Well," said Sir Marhaus, "then I’ll fight him on foot." The next morning, Sir Marhaus asked the earl for one of his men to take him to where the giant was. When they arrived, he saw the giant sitting under a holly tree, surrounded by many iron clubs and weapons. Sir Marhaus prepared to confront the giant, raising his shield in front of him, but the giant swung an iron club, splitting Sir Marhaus’ shield in two with one blow. He was in serious danger, as the giant was a crafty fighter, but eventually, Sir Marhaus managed to cut off the giant's right arm above the elbow.
Then the giant fled and the knight after him, and so he drove him into a water, but the giant was so high that he might not wade after him. And then Sir Marhaus made the Earl Fergus’ man to fetch him stones, and with those stones the knight gave the giant many sore knocks, till at the last he made him fall down into the water, and so was he there dead. Then Sir Marhaus went unto the giant’s castle, and there he delivered twenty-four ladies and twelve knights out of the giant’s prison, and there he had great riches without number, so that the days of his life he was never poor man. Then he returned to the Earl Fergus, the which thanked him greatly, and would have given him half his lands, but he would none take. So Sir Marhaus dwelled with the earl nigh half a year, for he was sore bruised with the giant, and at the last he took his leave. And as he rode by the way, he met with Sir Gawaine and Sir Uwaine, and so by adventure he met with four knights of Arthur’s court, the first was Sir Sagramore le Desirous, Sir Osanna, Sir Dodinas le Savage, and Sir Felot of Listinoise; and there Sir Marhaus with one spear smote down these four knights, and hurt them sore. So he departed to meet at his day aforeset.
Then the giant ran away, and the knight chased after him, driving him into the water, but the giant was so tall that he couldn't wade in after him. Sir Marhaus then had one of Earl Fergus's men gather stones, and with those stones, the knight hit the giant hard until he finally knocked him down into the water, where he drowned. After that, Sir Marhaus went to the giant’s castle and rescued twenty-four ladies and twelve knights from the giant's prison. There, he found so much wealth that he was never poor again for the rest of his life. He returned to Earl Fergus, who thanked him greatly and offered him half of his lands, but he refused to take any. Sir Marhaus stayed with the earl for almost six months since he was badly injured from the fight with the giant, and eventually, he took his leave. While riding along the way, he encountered Sir Gawaine and Sir Uwaine, and by chance, he ran into four knights from Arthur’s court: Sir Sagramore le Desirous, Sir Osanna, Sir Dodinas le Savage, and Sir Felot of Listinoise. With one spear, Sir Marhaus knocked down all four knights and injured them badly. Then he rode off to meet at the appointed time.
CHAPTER XXVI.
How Sir Uwaine rode with the damosel
of sixty year of age, and how he gat the prize at tourneying.
Now turn we unto Sir Uwaine, that rode westward with his damosel of three score winter of age, and she brought him thereas was a tournament nigh the march of Wales. And at that tournament Sir Uwaine smote down thirty knights, therefore was given him the prize, and that was a gerfalcon, and a white steed trapped with cloth of gold. So then Sir Uwaine did many strange adventures by the means of the old damosel, and so she brought him to a lady that was called the Lady of the Rock, the which was much courteous. So there were in the country two knights that were brethren, and they were called two perilous knights, the one knight hight Sir Edward of the Red Castle, and the other Sir Hue of the Red Castle; and these two brethren had disherited the Lady of the Rock of a barony of lands by their extortion. And as this knight was lodged with this lady she made her complaint to him of these two knights.
Now let's turn to Sir Uwaine, who rode west with his lady companion, who was sixty years old. She took him to a tournament near the border of Wales. At that tournament, Sir Uwaine defeated thirty knights, so he was awarded the prize, which was a gerfalcon and a white horse adorned with gold cloth. After that, Sir Uwaine had many strange adventures thanks to the old lady, and she introduced him to a courteous lady known as the Lady of the Rock. In the area, there were two knights who were brothers, known as two fearsome knights: one was called Sir Edward of the Red Castle, and the other was Sir Hue of the Red Castle. These brothers had taken away the Lady of the Rock's barony through their extortion. While Sir Uwaine was staying with her, she complained to him about these two knights.
Madam, said Sir Uwaine, they are to blame, for they do against the high order of knighthood, and the oath that they made; and if it like you I will speak with them, because I am a knight of King Arthur’s, and I will entreat them with fairness; and if they will not, I shall do battle with them, and in the defence of your right. Gramercy said the lady, and thereas I may not acquit you, God shall. So on the morn the two knights were sent for, that they should come thither to speak with the Lady of the Rock, and wit ye well they failed not, for they came with an hundred horse. But when this lady saw them in this manner so big, she would not suffer Sir Uwaine to go out to them upon no surety nor for no fair language, but she made him speak with them over a tower, but finally these two brethren would not be entreated, and answered that they would keep that they had. Well, said Sir Uwaine, then will I fight with one of you, and prove that ye do this lady wrong. That will we not, said they, for an we do battle, we two will fight with one knight at once, and therefore if ye will fight so, we will be ready at what hour ye will assign. And if ye win us in battle the lady shall have her lands again. Ye say well, said Sir Uwaine, therefore make you ready so that ye be here to-morn in the defence of the lady’s right.
“Madam,” Sir Uwaine said, “they are at fault because they go against the high standards of knighthood and the oath they took. If it's alright with you, I will speak to them calmly since I am a knight of King Arthur's. If they refuse, I will fight them in defense of your rights.” “Thank you,” said the lady. “While I can't absolve you of this, may God do so.” The next morning, the two knights were summoned to speak with the Lady of the Rock, and, of course, they showed up with a hundred horses. However, when the lady saw them so well armed, she wouldn’t allow Sir Uwaine to go out to them for any guarantees or kind words. Instead, she had him speak to them from a tower. But in the end, the two brothers refused to negotiate and insisted they would keep what they had acquired. “Well,” said Sir Uwaine, “then I will fight one of you and prove that you are wronging this lady.” “We won’t do that,” they replied, “because if we battle, we both will fight one knight at a time. So if you're willing to fight this way, we'll be ready at whatever time you choose. If you defeat us in battle, the lady will get her lands back.” “You make a good point,” said Sir Uwaine. “So prepare yourselves to be here tomorrow to defend the lady’s rights.”
CHAPTER XXVII.
How Sir Uwaine fought with two
knights and overcame them.
So was there sikerness made on both parties that no treason should be wrought on neither party; so then the knights departed and made them ready, and that night Sir Uwaine had great cheer. And on the morn he arose early and heard mass, and brake his fast, and so he rode unto the plain without the gates, where hoved the two brethren abiding him. So they rode together passing sore, that Sir Edward and Sir Hue brake their spears upon Sir Uwaine. And Sir Uwaine smote Sir Edward that he fell over his horse and yet his spear brast not. And then he spurred his horse and came upon Sir Hue and overthrew him, but they soon recovered and dressed their shields and drew their swords and bade Sir Uwaine alight and do his battle to the uttermost. Then Sir Uwaine devoided his horse suddenly, and put his shield afore him and drew his sword, and so they dressed together, and either gave other such strokes, and there these two brethren wounded Sir Uwaine passing grievously that the Lady of the Rock weened he should have died. And thus they fought together five hours as men raged out of reason. And at the last Sir Uwaine smote Sir Edward upon the helm such a stroke that his sword carved unto his canel bone, and then Sir Hue abated his courage, but Sir Uwaine pressed fast to have slain him. That saw Sir Hue: he kneeled down and yielded him to Sir Uwaine. And he of his gentleness received his sword, and took him by the hand, and went into the castle together. Then the Lady of the Rock was passing glad, and the other brother made great sorrow for his brother’s death. Then the lady was restored of all her lands, and Sir Hue was commanded to be at the court of King Arthur at the next feast of Pentecost. So Sir Uwaine dwelt with the lady nigh half a year, for it was long or he might be whole of his great hurts. And so when it drew nigh the term-day that Sir Gawaine, Sir Marhaus, and Sir Uwaine should meet at the cross-way, then every knight drew him thither to hold his promise that they had made; and Sir Marhaus and Sir Uwaine brought their damosels with them, but Sir Gawaine had lost his damosel, as it is afore rehearsed.
There was so much agreement between both parties that neither side should commit any treason; then the knights parted ways to prepare, and that night Sir Uwaine was in good spirits. The next morning, he got up early, attended mass, had breakfast, and rode out to the plain outside the gates, where the two brothers were waiting for him. They rode together fiercely, and Sir Edward and Sir Hue broke their spears on Sir Uwaine. Sir Uwaine hit Sir Edward so hard that he fell off his horse, yet his spear didn’t break. Then he urged his horse on and charged Sir Hue, knocking him down, but they quickly regained their balance, shielded themselves, drew their swords, and challenged Sir Uwaine to battle to the end. Sir Uwaine swiftly dismounted, held his shield in front of him, and drew his sword. They squared off, trading blows, and the two brothers wounded Sir Uwaine severely, making the Lady of the Rock fear for his life. They fought for five hours in a fierce rage. Finally, Sir Uwaine struck Sir Edward on the helm with such force that his sword cut to the collarbone, which discouraged Sir Hue, but Sir Uwaine pressed on, intent on defeating him. Seeing this, Sir Hue knelt and surrendered to Sir Uwaine. Out of kindness, Sir Uwaine accepted his sword, took his hand, and they entered the castle together. The Lady of the Rock was very happy, while the other brother mourned his sibling's defeat. The lady then regained all her lands, and Sir Hue was ordered to be at King Arthur's court for the next Pentecost feast. Sir Uwaine stayed with the lady for nearly six months, as it took a long time for him to recover from his serious injuries. As the time approached for Sir Gawaine, Sir Marhaus, and Sir Uwaine to meet at the crossroads, every knight made their way there to keep the promise they had made; Sir Marhaus and Sir Uwaine brought their ladies with them, but Sir Gawaine had lost his lady, as previously mentioned.
CHAPTER XXVIII.
How at the year’s end all
three knights with their three damosels met at the fountain.
Right so at the twelvemonths’ end they met all three knights at the fountain and their damosels, but the damosel that Sir Gawaine had could say but little worship of him so they departed from the damosels and rode through a great forest, and there they met with a messenger that came from King Arthur, that had sought them well-nigh a twelvemonth throughout all England, Wales, and Scotland, and charged if ever he might find Sir Gawaine and Sir Uwaine to bring them to the court again. And then were they all glad, and so prayed they Sir Marhaus to ride with them to the king’s court. And so within twelve days they came to Camelot, and the king was passing glad of their coming, and so was all the court. Then the king made them to swear upon a book to tell him all their adventures that had befallen them that twelvemonth, and so they did. And there was Sir Marhaus well known, for there were knights that he had matched aforetime, and he was named one of the best knights living.
At the end of the year, all three knights met at the fountain with their ladies, but the lady accompanying Sir Gawaine didn’t have much good to say about him, so they parted ways with the ladies and rode through a vast forest. There, they encountered a messenger from King Arthur, who had been searching for them for almost a year throughout England, Wales, and Scotland. He requested that if he could find Sir Gawaine and Sir Uwaine, they should be brought back to the court. They were all pleased by this news and asked Sir Marhaus to ride with them to the king’s court. Within twelve days, they arrived in Camelot, and the king was extremely happy to see them, as was the entire court. The king then made them swear on a book to recount all their adventures from the past year, and they did so. Sir Marhaus was well known there, as there were knights who had competed against him before, and he was regarded as one of the best knights alive.
Against the feast of Pentecost came the Damosel of the Lake and brought with her Sir Pelleas; and at that high feast there was great jousting of knights, and of all knights that were at that jousts, Sir Pelleas had the prize, and Sir Marhaus was named the next; but Sir Pelleas was so strong there might but few knights sit him a buffet with a spear. And at that next feast Sir Pelleas and Sir Marhaus were made knights of the Table Round, for there were two sieges void, for two knights were slain that twelvemonth, and great joy had King Arthur of Sir Pelleas and of Sir Marhaus. But Pelleas loved never after Sir Gawaine, but as he spared him for the love of King Arthur; but ofttimes at jousts and tournaments Sir Pelleas quit Sir Gawaine, for so it rehearseth in the book of French. So Sir Tristram many days after fought with Sir Marhaus in an island, and there they did a great battle, but at the last Sir Tristram slew him, so Sir Tristram was wounded that unnethe he might recover, and lay at a nunnery half a year. And Sir Pelleas was a worshipful knight, and was one of the four that achieved the Sangreal, and the Damosel of the Lake made by her means that never he had ado with Sir Launcelot de Lake, for where Sir Launcelot was at any jousts or any tournament, she would not suffer him be there that day, but if it were on the side of Sir Launcelot.
As Pentecost approached, the Damsel of the Lake arrived with Sir Pelleas. At that grand feast, there was a lot of knightly jousting, and among all the knights there, Sir Pelleas won the prize, with Sir Marhaus coming in second. Sir Pelleas was so formidable that very few knights could withstand a hit from his spear. At the following feast, Sir Pelleas and Sir Marhaus were made Knights of the Round Table, as two seats were vacant due to the deaths of two knights in the past year. King Arthur was filled with joy for Sir Pelleas and Sir Marhaus. However, Pelleas never truly warmed to Sir Gawaine, showing only a level of respect out of loyalty to King Arthur. Yet, at various jousts and tournaments, Sir Pelleas often faced off against Sir Gawaine, as noted in the French texts. Later, Sir Tristram fought Sir Marhaus on an island, where they engaged in a fierce battle, culminating in Sir Tristram's victory. However, he was severely wounded and spent half a year recovering in a nunnery. Sir Pelleas was a noble knight and one of the four who achieved the Holy Grail. The Damsel of the Lake ensured that he never had any encounters with Sir Lancelot; whenever Sir Lancelot participated in a joust or tournament, she would prevent him from being present on that day unless he was competing alongside Sir Lancelot.
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CHAPTER I.
How twelve aged ambassadors of Rome
came to King Arthur to demand truage for Britain.
When King Arthur had after long war rested, and held a royal feast and Table Round with his allies of kings, princes, and noble knights all of the Round Table, there came into his hall, he sitting in his throne royal, twelve ancient men, bearing each of them a branch of olive, in token that they came as ambassadors and messengers from the Emperor Lucius, which was called at that time, Dictator or Procuror of the Public Weal of Rome. Which said messengers, after their entering and coming into the presence of King Arthur, did to him their obeisance in making to him reverence, and said to him in this wise: The high and mighty Emperor Lucius sendeth to the King of Britain greeting, commanding thee to acknowledge him for thy lord, and to send him the truage due of this realm unto the Empire, which thy father and other to-fore thy precessors have paid as is of record, and thou as rebel not knowing him as thy sovereign, withholdest and retainest contrary to the statutes and decrees made by the noble and worthy Julius Cesar, conqueror of this realm, and first Emperor of Rome. And if thou refuse his demand and commandment know thou for certain that he shall make strong war against thee, thy realms and lands, and shall chastise thee and thy subjects, that it shall be ensample perpetual unto all kings and princes, for to deny their truage unto that noble empire which domineth upon the universal world. Then when they had showed the effect of their message, the king commanded them to withdraw them, and said he should take advice of council and give to them an answer. Then some of the young knights, hearing this their message, would have run on them to have slain them, saying that it was a rebuke to all the knights there being present to suffer them to say so to the king. And anon the king commanded that none of them, upon pain of death, to missay them nor do them any harm, and commanded a knight to bring them to their lodging, and see that they have all that is necessary and requisite for them, with the best cheer, and that no dainty be spared, for the Romans be great lords, and though their message please me not nor my court, yet I must remember mine honour.
When King Arthur had finally rested after a long war and was hosting a grand feast at the Round Table with his allies—kings, princes, and noble knights—twelve elderly men entered his hall. Arthur was seated on his royal throne. Each of these men held an olive branch, signaling that they came as ambassadors and messengers from Emperor Lucius, who was then known as the Dictator or Procurator of the Public Good of Rome. After entering and approaching King Arthur, they respectfully bowed to him and said: The great Emperor Lucius sends greetings to the King of Britain, commanding you to recognize him as your lord and to send him the tribute that is due from this realm to the Empire, which your father and previous predecessors have paid, as recorded. You, as a rebel, do not acknowledge him as your sovereign, unlawfully withholding what is required by the statutes and decrees established by the noble Julius Caesar, conqueror of this realm and the first Emperor of Rome. If you refuse his demand, know for certain that he will wage a strong war against you, your realms, and lands, punishing you and your subjects in a way that serves as a lasting example to all kings and princes for rejecting their tribute to that noble empire which rules over the entire world. After delivering their message, the king ordered them to withdraw, saying he would seek counsel and give them an answer. Hearing this message, some of the young knights wanted to attack the messengers, insisting it was an insult to all the knights present to allow them to address the king in such a way. Immediately, the king commanded that no one should harm or speak ill of the messengers, under penalty of death, and instructed a knight to escort them to their lodging, ensuring they were provided with everything necessary and the best hospitality, and that no luxury be spared, for the Romans are great lords. Though I do not favor their message or my court, I must uphold my honor.
After this the king let call all his lords and knights of the Round Table to counsel upon this matter, and desired them to say their advice. Then Sir Cador of Cornwall spake first and said, Sir, this message liketh me well, for we have many days rested us and have been idle, and now I hope ye shall make sharp war on the Romans, where I doubt not we shall get honour. I believe well, said Arthur, that this matter pleaseth thee well, but these answers may not be answered, for the demand grieveth me sore, for truly I will never pay truage to Rome, wherefore I pray you to counsel me. I have understood that Belinus and Brenius, kings of Britain, have had the empire in their hands many days, and also Constantine the son of Heleine, which is an open evidence that we owe no tribute to Rome but of right we that be descended of them have right to claim the title of the empire.
After this, the king called all his lords and knights of the Round Table to discuss the matter and asked for their advice. Then Sir Cador of Cornwall spoke first and said, "Sir, I like this message because we have rested for a long time and have been idle. Now I hope you will take up sharp war against the Romans, where I have no doubt we will gain honor." Arthur replied, "I believe this matter pleases you well, but we can't accept these answers, as the demand troubles me greatly. I truly will never pay tribute to Rome. Therefore, I ask you to give me counsel. I have learned that Belinus and Brenius, kings of Britain, held the empire for many years, and also Constantine the son of Heleine, which clearly shows that we owe no tribute to Rome. By right, we who are descended from them have the right to claim the title of the empire."
CHAPTER II.
How the kings and lords promised to
King Arthur aid and help against the Romans.
Then answered King Anguish of Scotland, Sir, ye ought of right to be above all other kings, for unto you is none like nor pareil in Christendom, of knighthood nor of dignity, and I counsel you never to obey the Romans, for when they reigned on us they distressed our elders, and put this land to great extortions and tallies, wherefore I make here mine avow to avenge me on them; and for to strengthen your quarrel I shall furnish twenty thousand good men of war, and wage them on my costs, which shall await on you with myself when it shall please you. And the king of Little Britain granted him to the same thirty thousand; wherefore King Arthur thanked them. And then every man agreed to make war, and to aid after their power; that is to wit, the lord of West Wales promised to bring thirty thousand men, and Sir Uwaine, Sir Ider his son, with their cousins, promised to bring thirty thousand. Then Sir Launcelot with all other promised in likewise every man a great multitude.
Then King Anguish of Scotland replied, "Sir, you rightfully deserve to be above all other kings, for there is no one like you in Christendom, in knighthood or leadership. I advise you never to obey the Romans, for when they ruled over us, they troubled our elders and put this land through great taxation and hardship. Therefore, I vow to take revenge on them; to support your cause, I will provide twenty thousand skilled warriors at my own expense, who will stand by you alongside me whenever you wish. The king of Little Britain also agreed to give you thirty thousand men, for which King Arthur expressed his gratitude. Then everyone decided to go to war and to support each other as much as they could; for instance, the lord of West Wales promised to bring thirty thousand men, and Sir Uwaine, Sir Ider his son, along with their cousins, pledged to bring thirty thousand as well. Then Sir Launcelot and all the others promised to gather a huge number of fighters too."
And when King Arthur understood their courages and good wills he thanked them heartily, and after let call the ambassadors to hear their answer. And in presence of all his lords and knights he said to them in this wise: I will that ye return unto your lord and Procuror of the Common Weal for the Romans, and say ye to him, Of his demand and commandment I set nothing, and that I know of no truage nor tribute that I owe to him, nor to none earthly prince, Christian nor heathen; but I pretend to have and occupy the sovereignty of the empire, wherein I am entitled by the right of my predecessors, sometime kings of this land; and say to him that I am delibered and fully concluded, to go with mine army with strength and power unto Rome, by the grace of God, to take possession in the empire and subdue them that be rebel. Wherefore I command him and all them of Rome, that incontinent they make to me their homage, and to acknowledge me for their Emperor and Governor, upon pain that shall ensue. And then he commanded his treasurer to give to them great and large gifts, and to pay all their dispenses, and assigned Sir Cador to convey them out of the land. And so they took their leave and departed, and took their shipping at Sandwich, and passed forth by Flanders, Almaine, the mountains, and all Italy, until they came unto Lucius. And after the reverence made, they made relation of their answer, like as ye to-fore have heard.
And when King Arthur saw their courage and willingness, he thanked them warmly, then called the ambassadors to hear their response. In front of all his lords and knights, he said to them: “I want you to return to your lord and the Procurator of the Common Good for the Romans, and tell him that I pay no attention to his demands or orders, and I owe no tribute or tax to him or to any earthly prince, Christian or pagan. I claim the sovereignty of the empire, a right I hold due to my ancestors, who were once kings of this land. Let him know that I am determined and fully resolved to march with my army, with strength and power, to Rome, by the grace of God, to take possession of the empire and subdue those who rebel against me. Therefore, I demand that he and all the people of Rome immediately pay me their homage and acknowledge me as their Emperor and Governor, under penalty of consequences. Then he commanded his treasurer to give them generous gifts and cover all their expenses, and he assigned Sir Cador to escort them out of the land. They took their leave and departed, boarded a ship at Sandwich, and traveled through Flanders, Germany, the mountains, and all of Italy until they reached Lucius. After making the necessary respects, they delivered their response as you have heard before.
When the Emperor Lucius had well understood their credence, he was sore moved as he had been all araged, and said, I had supposed that Arthur would have obeyed to my commandment, and have served you himself, as him well beseemed or any other king to do. O Sir, said one of the senators, let be such vain words, for we let you wit that I and my fellows were full sore afeard to behold his countenance; I fear me ye have made a rod for yourself, for he intendeth to be lord of this empire, which sore is to be doubted if he come, for he is all another man than ye ween, and holdeth the most noble court of the world, all other kings nor princes may not compare unto his noble maintenance. On New Year’s Day we saw him in his estate, which was the royalest that ever we saw, for he was served at his table with nine kings, and the noblest fellowship of other princes, lords, and knights that be in the world, and every knight approved and like a lord, and holdeth Table Round: and in his person the most manly man that liveth, and is like to conquer all the world, for unto his courage it is too little: wherefore I advise you to keep well your marches and straits in the mountains; for certainly he is a lord to be doubted. Well, said Lucius, before Easter I suppose to pass the mountains, and so forth into France, and there bereave him his lands with Genoese and other mighty warriors of Tuscany and Lombardy. And I shall send for them all that be subjects and allied to the empire of Rome to come to mine aid. And forthwith sent old wise knights unto these countries following: first to Ambage and Arrage, to Alexandria, to India, to Armenia, whereas the river of Euphrates runneth into Asia, to Africa, and Europe the Large, to Ertayne and Elamye, to Araby, Egypt, and to Damascus, to Damietta and Cayer, to Cappadocia, to Tarsus, Turkey, Pontus and Pamphylia, to Syria and Galatia. And all these were subject to Rome and many more, as Greece, Cyprus, Macedonia, Calabria, Cateland, Portugal, with many thousands of Spaniards. Thus all these kings, dukes, and admirals, assembled about Rome, with sixteen kings at once, with great multitude of people. When the emperor understood their coming he made ready his Romans and all the people between him and Flanders.
When Emperor Lucius fully understood their message, he was greatly disturbed, as he had been very angry, and said, "I thought that Arthur would have obeyed my command and served you himself, as would be proper for him or any other king." "Oh sir," one of the senators replied, "let’s avoid such empty talk. I want you to know that my colleagues and I were very much afraid to look at his face; I worry you have created a problem for yourself because he intends to take control of this empire, which we should all fear if he comes, for he is a completely different man than you think, and he holds the most noble court in the world, unmatched by any other king or prince. On New Year’s Day, we saw him in his position, which was the grandest we’ve ever seen, as he was served at his table by nine kings and the most distinguished assembly of other princes, lords, and knights in the world, every knight acting like a lord, gathered at the Round Table. In his presence, he is the most manly man alive, likely to conquer the entire world, for nothing can match his bravery. Therefore, I advise you to guard your borders and mountain passes closely; he is a lord worth fearing." "Well," Lucius said, "before Easter, I plan to cross the mountains and move into France to take his lands with the help of the Genoese and other powerful warriors from Tuscany and Lombardy. I will summon all those who are subjects and allies of the Roman Empire to aid me." Immediately, he sent wise, veteran knights to various regions, first to Ambage and Arrage, then to Alexandria, India, Armenia, where the Euphrates River flows into Asia, as well as to Africa, Great Europe, Ertayne, Elamye, Arabia, Egypt, Damascus, Damietta, Cayer, Cappadocia, Tarsus, Turkey, Pontus, Pamphylia, Syria, and Galatia. All of these areas were under Roman rule, along with many more like Greece, Cyprus, Macedonia, Calabria, Cateland, and Portugal, with thousands of Spaniards. Thus, all these kings, dukes, and admirals gathered around Rome, with sixteen kings present at once and a great multitude of people. When the emperor learned of their arrival, he prepared his Romans and everyone between him and Flanders.
Also he had gotten with him fifty giants which had been engendered of fiends; and they were ordained to guard his person, and to break the front of the battle of King Arthur. And thus departed from Rome, and came down the mountains for to destroy the lands that Arthur had conquered, and came unto Cologne, and besieged a castle thereby, and won it soon, and stuffed it with two hundred Saracens or Infidels, and after destroyed many fair countries which Arthur had won of King Claudas. And thus Lucius came with all his host, which were disperplyd sixty mile in breadth, and commanded them to meet with him in Burgoyne, for he purposed to destroy the realm of Little Britain.
Also, he had gathered fifty giants who were born of demons; they were meant to protect him and to break through the front lines of King Arthur's army. So he left Rome and descended from the mountains to destroy the lands that Arthur had conquered. He arrived in Cologne, besieged a nearby castle, quickly captured it, and filled it with two hundred Saracens or Infidels. After that, he devastated many beautiful regions that Arthur had taken from King Claudas. In this way, Lucius came with his entire army, which was spread out sixty miles wide, and ordered them to meet him in Burgundy because he intended to conquer the kingdom of Little Britain.
CHAPTER III.
How King Arthur held a parliament at
York, and how he ordained the realm should be governed in his absence.
Now leave we of Lucius the Emperor and speak we of King Arthur, that commanded all them of his retinue to be ready at the utas of Hilary for to hold a parliament at York. And at that parliament was concluded to arrest all the navy of the land, and to be ready within fifteen days at Sandwich, and there he showed to his army how he purposed to conquer the empire which he ought to have of right. And there he ordained two governors of this realm, that is to say, Sir Baudwin of Britain, for to counsel to the best, and Sir Constantine, son to Sir Cador of Cornwall, which after the death of Arthur was king of this realm. And in the presence of all his lords he resigned the rule of the realm and Guenever his queen to them, wherefore Sir Launcelot was wroth, for he left Sir Tristram with King Mark for the love of Beale Isould. Then the Queen Guenever made great sorrow for the departing of her lord and other, and swooned in such wise that the ladies bare her into her chamber. Thus the king with his great army departed, leaving the queen and realm in the governance of Sir Baudwin and Constantine. And when he was on his horse he said with an high voice, If I die in this journey I will that Sir Constantine be mine heir and king crowned of this realm as next of my blood. And after departed and entered into the sea at Sandwich with all his army, with a great multitude of ships, galleys, cogs, and dromounds, sailing on the sea.
Now let's leave Lucius the Emperor and talk about King Arthur, who commanded all his followers to be ready at the feast of Hilary to hold a parliament in York. At that parliament, it was decided to gather all the navy of the land, and to be ready within fifteen days at Sandwich. There, he showed his army how he planned to conquer the empire that he rightfully deserved. He appointed two governors for the realm: Sir Baudwin of Britain, to offer the best counsel, and Sir Constantine, the son of Sir Cador of Cornwall, who would become king of this realm after Arthur's death. In front of all his lords, he handed over the rule of the realm and Guenever, his queen, to them. This angered Sir Launcelot because he had left Sir Tristram with King Mark for the love of Beale Isould. Queen Guenever mourned deeply for her husband's departure and fainted in such a way that the ladies had to carry her to her chamber. Thus, the king and his large army left, leaving the queen and the realm in the care of Sir Baudwin and Constantine. As he mounted his horse, he proclaimed loudly that if he died on this journey, he wanted Sir Constantine to be his heir and the crowned king of this realm, as he was the next in his bloodline. He then departed and entered the sea at Sandwich with his entire army, accompanied by a great number of ships, galleys, cogs, and dromonds, sailing across the sea.
CHAPTER IV.
How King Arthur being shipped and
lying in his cabin had a marvellous dream and of the exposition thereof.
And as the king lay in his cabin in the ship, he fell in a slumbering and dreamed a marvellous dream: him seemed that a dreadful dragon did drown much of his people, and he came flying out of the west, and his head was enamelled with azure, and his shoulders shone as gold, his belly like mails of a marvellous hue, his tail full of tatters, his feet full of fine sable, and his claws like fine gold; and an hideous flame of fire flew out of his mouth, like as the land and water had flamed all of fire. After, him seemed there came out of the orient, a grimly boar all black in a cloud, and his paws as big as a post; he was rugged looking roughly, he was the foulest beast that ever man saw, he roared and romed so hideously that it were marvel to hear. Then the dreadful dragon advanced him and came in the wind like a falcon giving great strokes on the boar, and the boar hit him again with his grizzly tusks that his breast was all bloody, and that the hot blood made all the sea red of his blood. Then the dragon flew away all on an height, and came down with such a swough, and smote the boar on the ridge, which was ten foot large from the head to the tail, and smote the boar all to powder both flesh and bones, that it flittered all abroad on the sea.
As the king lay in his cabin on the ship, he fell into a deep sleep and dreamed an astonishing dream: he saw a terrifying dragon drowning many of his people. The dragon flew in from the west, its head a bright blue, its shoulders shining like gold, its body displaying vibrant scales, its tail tattered, its feet covered in fine fur, and its claws as shiny as gold. A dreadful fire breathed from its mouth, as if the land and water had ignited in flames. Then, it seemed a grim black boar emerged from the east, shrouded in a cloud, with paws as big as posts; it looked rough and was the ugliest beast anyone had ever seen. It roared and moved so hideously it was shocking to hear. The dreadful dragon then charged in, moving like a falcon and delivering powerful blows to the boar, while the boar retaliated with its fierce tusks, leaving the dragon's chest covered in blood that turned the sea red. The dragon soared high and swooped down with a great rush, striking the boar along its back, which measured ten feet from head to tail, completely obliterating it into powder, scattering flesh and bones across the sea.
And therewith the king awoke anon, and was sore abashed of this dream, and sent anon for a wise philosopher, commanding to tell him the signification of his dream. Sir, said the philosopher, the dragon that thou dreamedst of betokeneth thine own person that sailest here, and the colours of his wings be thy realms that thou hast won, and his tail which is all to-tattered signifieth the noble knights of the Round Table; and the boar that the dragon slew coming from the clouds betokeneth some tyrant that tormenteth the people, or else thou art like to fight with some giant thyself, being horrible and abominable, whose peer ye saw never in your days, wherefore of this dreadful dream doubt thee nothing, but as a conqueror come forth thyself.
And with that, the king woke up right away, feeling very embarrassed about the dream he had, and immediately sent for a wise philosopher, commanding him to explain the meaning of his dream. “Sir,” said the philosopher, “the dragon you dreamed about represents you, sailing here, and the colors of its wings symbolize the realms you have conquered. Its tattered tail signifies the noble knights of the Round Table; and the boar that the dragon killed coming from the clouds represents a tyrant who is tormenting the people, or it could mean you are destined to fight a terrible and dreadful giant, such as one you've never encountered before in your life. So, from this terrifying dream, do not doubt at all, but step forth like a conqueror.”
Then after this soon they had sight of land, and sailed till they arrived at Barflete in Flanders, and when they were there he found many of his great lords ready, as they had been commanded to wait upon him.
Then shortly after, they spotted land and sailed until they reached Barflete in Flanders. Once there, he found many of his noble lords waiting for him, just as they had been instructed.
CHAPTER V.
How a man of the country told to him of
a marvellous giant, and how he fought and conquered him.
Then came to him an husbandman of the country, and told him how there was in the country of Constantine beside Brittany, a great giant which had slain, murdered and devoured much people of the country, and had been sustained seven year with the children of the commons of that land, insomuch that all the children be all slain and destroyed; and now late he hath taken the Duchess of Brittany as she rode with her meiny, and hath led her to his lodging which is in a mountain, for to ravish and lie by her to her life’s end, and many people followed her, more than five hundred, but all they might not rescue her, but they left her shrieking and crying lamentably, wherefore I suppose that he hath slain her in fulfilling his foul lust of lechery. She was wife unto thy cousin Sir Howell, whom we call full nigh of thy blood. Now, as thou art a rightful king, have pity on this lady, and revenge us all as thou art a noble conqueror. Alas, said King Arthur, this is a great mischief, I had liefer than the best realm that I have that I had been a furlong way to-fore him for to have rescued that lady. Now, fellow, said King Arthur, canst thou bring me thereas this giant haunteth? Yea, Sir, said the good man, look yonder whereas thou seest those two great fires, there shalt thou find him, and more treasure than I suppose is in all France. When the king had understood this piteous case, he returned into his tent.
Then a farmer from the area came to him and told him about a huge giant in the land of Constantine near Brittany. This giant had killed, murdered, and eaten many people, and for seven years he had been sustained by the children of the common folk there, to the point that all the children had been slain and destroyed. Recently, he had taken the Duchess of Brittany while she was riding with her followers and brought her to his lair on a mountain, intending to violate her for the rest of her life. Many people followed her—more than five hundred—but they couldn't rescue her and had to leave her screaming and crying in distress. I fear he has killed her to satisfy his disgusting lust. She was the wife of your cousin Sir Howell, who is nearly of your blood. Now, as you are a rightful king, have mercy on this lady and take revenge on our behalf as a noble conqueror. “Alas,” said King Arthur, “this is a great tragedy. I would rather have been a furlong away from him than be here without rescuing that lady. Now, can you take me to where this giant is?” “Yes, sir,” replied the farmer. “Look over there, where you see those two large fires; that’s where you’ll find him, along with more treasure than I think is in all of France.” Once the king understood this tragic situation, he returned to his tent.
Then he called to him Sir Kay and Sir Bedivere, and commanded them secretly to make ready horse and harness for himself and them twain; for after evensong he would ride on pilgrimage with them two only unto Saint Michael’s mount. And then anon he made him ready, and armed him at all points, and took his horse and his shield. And so they three departed thence and rode forth as fast as ever they might till that they came to the foreland of that mount. And there they alighted, and the king commanded them to tarry there, for he would himself go up into that mount. And so he ascended up into that hill till he came to a great fire, and there he found a careful widow wringing her hands and making great sorrow, sitting by a grave new made. And then King Arthur saluted her, and demanded of her wherefore she made such lamentation, to whom she answered and said, Sir knight, speak soft, for yonder is a devil, if he hear thee speak he will come and destroy thee; I hold thee unhappy; what dost thou here in this mountain? for if ye were such fifty as ye be, ye were not able to make resistance against this devil: here lieth a duchess dead, the which was the fairest of all the world, wife to Sir Howell, Duke of Brittany, he hath murdered her in forcing her, and hath slit her unto the navel.
Then he called Sir Kay and Sir Bedivere over and secretly ordered them to prepare horses and gear for himself and the two of them; after evening prayers, he wanted to ride on a pilgrimage with just the two of them to Saint Michael’s Mount. He quickly got ready, fully armed himself, and took his horse and shield. The three of them then set off and rode as fast as they could until they reached the shore of the mount. There, they got off their horses, and the king told them to wait while he went up the mount himself. He climbed the hill until he reached a large fire, where he found a grieving widow wringing her hands by a freshly dug grave. King Arthur greeted her and asked why she was in such distress. She replied, “Sir knight, speak low; there’s a devil nearby, and if he hears you, he'll come and destroy you. You’re unfortunate to be here on this mountain; even if you were fifty times your number, you wouldn’t be able to resist this devil. Here lies a dead duchess, the most beautiful woman in the world, the wife of Sir Howell, Duke of Brittany. He murdered her in an assault and cut her open to the navel.”
Dame, said the king, I come from the noble conqueror King Arthur, for to treat with that tyrant for his liege people. Fie on such treaties, said she, he setteth not by the king nor by no man else; but an if thou have brought Arthur’s wife, dame Guenever, he shall be gladder than thou hadst given to him half France. Beware, approach him not too nigh, for he hath vanquished fifteen kings, and hath made him a coat full of precious stones embroidered with their beards, which they sent him to have his love for salvation of their people at this last Christmas. And if thou wilt, speak with him at yonder great fire at supper. Well, said Arthur, I will accomplish my message for all your fearful words; and went forth by the crest of that hill, and saw where he sat at supper gnawing on a limb of a man, baking his broad limbs by the fire, and breechless, and three fair damosels turning three broaches whereon were broached twelve young children late born, like young birds.
"Lady," said the king, "I come from the great conqueror King Arthur to negotiate with that tyrant on behalf of his loyal subjects." "Forget those negotiations," she replied. "He has no regard for the king or anyone else; but if you brought Arthur's wife, Lady Guinevere, he would be happier than if you gave him half of France. Be careful, don't get too close to him; he has defeated fifteen kings and made a coat covered in precious stones embroidered with their beards, which they sent him to win his favor for the salvation of their people this past Christmas. If you want, you can speak with him over there by the big fire at dinner." "Alright," said Arthur, "I will complete my mission despite your warnings," and he went up the hill and saw him sitting at dinner, gnawing on a human limb, roasting his large limbs by the fire, without trousers, while three beautiful ladies turned three spits on which twelve young children, just born, were skewered like little birds.
When King Arthur beheld that piteous sight he had great compassion on them, so that his heart bled for sorrow, and hailed him, saying in this wise: He that all the world wieldeth give thee short life and shameful death; and the devil have thy soul; why hast thou murdered these young innocent children, and murdered this duchess? Therefore, arise and dress thee, thou glutton, for this day shalt thou die of my hand. Then the glutton anon started up, and took a great club in his hand, and smote at the king that his coronal fell to the earth. And the king hit him again that he carved his belly and cut off his genitours, that his guts and his entrails fell down to the ground. Then the giant threw away his club, and caught the king in his arms that he crushed his ribs. Then the three maidens kneeled down and called to Christ for help and comfort of Arthur. And then Arthur weltered and wrung, that he was other while under and another time above. And so weltering and wallowing they rolled down the hill till they came to the sea mark, and ever as they so weltered Arthur smote him with his dagger.
When King Arthur saw that heartbreaking scene, he felt deep compassion for them, and his heart ached with sorrow. He called out to him, saying: "May the one who rules the whole world give you a short life and a shameful death, and may the devil take your soul. Why have you murdered these young innocent children and killed this duchess? So get up and prepare yourself, you glutton, for today you will die at my hands." Then the glutton immediately jumped up, grabbed a large club, and swung it at the king, knocking his crown to the ground. The king then struck him back, cutting open his belly and severing his reproductive organs, causing his guts and entrails to spill out onto the ground. The giant then threw away his club and grabbed the king in his arms, crushing his ribs. The three maidens kneeled down and cried out to Christ for help and comfort for Arthur. Meanwhile, Arthur struggled, finding himself at times beneath and at other times above. As they tumbled and rolled down the hill toward the sea, Arthur kept stabbing him with his dagger.
And it fortuned they came to the place whereas the two knights were and kept Arthur’s horse; then when they saw the king fast in the giant’s arms they came and loosed him. And then the king commanded Sir Kay to smite off the giant’s head, and to set it upon a truncheon of a spear, and bear it to Sir Howell, and tell him that his enemy was slain; and after let this head be bound to a barbican that all the people may see and behold it; and go ye two up to the mountain, and fetch me my shield, my sword, and the club of iron; and as for the treasure, take ye it, for ye shall find there goods out of number; so I have the kirtle and the club I desire no more. This was the fiercest giant that ever I met with, save one in the mount of Araby, which I overcame, but this was greater and fiercer. Then the knights fetched the club and the kirtle, and some of the treasure they took to themselves, and returned again to the host. And anon this was known through all the country, wherefore the people came and thanked the king. And he said again, Give the thanks to God, and depart the goods among you.
And it just so happened that they arrived at the place where the two knights were keeping Arthur’s horse. When they saw the king trapped in the giant’s arms, they came and freed him. The king then ordered Sir Kay to cut off the giant’s head and put it on a spear, take it to Sir Howell, and tell him that his enemy was dead; after that, the head should be displayed on a tower so everyone could see it. He instructed them to go up the mountain and bring him his shield, sword, and iron club; as for the treasure, they could take it since they would find an enormous amount of good stuff there—he only wanted the kirtle and club. This was the fiercest giant he had ever encountered, except for one in the Arabian mountains that he had defeated, but this one was bigger and more ferocious. The knights retrieved the club and kirtle, took some of the treasure for themselves, and returned to the camp. Soon, this news spread throughout the land, and the people came to thank the king. He replied, "Give thanks to God and share the goods among you."
And after that King Arthur said and commanded his cousin Howell, that he should ordain for a church to be builded on the same hill in the worship of Saint Michael. And on the morn the king removed with his great battle, and came into Champayne and in a valley, and there they pight their tents; and the king being set at his dinner, there came in two messengers, of whom that one was Marshal of France, and said to the king that the emperor was entered into France, and had destroyed a great part, and was in Burgoyne, and had destroyed and made great slaughter of people, and burnt towns and boroughs; wherefore, if thou come not hastily, they must yield up their bodies and goods.
And after that, King Arthur instructed his cousin Howell to arrange for a church to be built on that same hill in honor of Saint Michael. The next morning, the king moved his large army into Champagne and set up their tents in a valley. While the king was having his dinner, two messengers arrived, one of whom was the Marshal of France. He told the king that the emperor had invaded France, causing significant destruction in Burgundy, with heavy casualties and towns and villages burned. Therefore, if the king did not come quickly, they would have to surrender their lives and possessions.
CHAPTER VI.
How King Arthur sent Sir Gawaine and
other to Lucius, and how they were assailed and escaped with worship.
Then the king did do call Sir Gawaine, Sir Bors, Sir Lionel, and Sir Bedivere, and commanded them to go straight to Sir Lucius, and say ye to him that hastily he remove out of my land; and if he will not, bid him make him ready to battle and not distress the poor people. Then anon these noble knights dressed them to horseback, and when they came to the green wood, they saw many pavilions set in a meadow, of silk of divers colours, beside a river, and the emperor’s pavilion was in the middle with an eagle displayed above. To the which tent our knights rode toward, and ordained Sir Gawaine and Sir Bors to do the message, and left in a bushment Sir Lionel and Sir Bedivere. And then Sir Gawaine and Sir Bors did their message, and commanded Lucius, in Arthur’s name to avoid his land, or shortly to address him to battle. To whom Lucius answered and said, Ye shall return to your lord, and say ye to him that I shall subdue him and all his lands. Then Sir Gawaine was wroth and said, I had liefer than all France fight against thee; and so had I, said Sir Bors, liefer than all Brittany or Burgoyne.
Then the king summoned Sir Gawaine, Sir Bors, Sir Lionel, and Sir Bedivere, and instructed them to go directly to Sir Lucius and tell him to quickly leave my land; if he refuses, warn him to prepare for battle and not to trouble the innocent people. The noble knights immediately geared up and mounted their horses. When they arrived at the green wood, they saw many colorful silk tents set up in a meadow beside a river, with the emperor's tent in the center displaying an eagle above it. The knights rode towards that tent, assigning Sir Gawaine and Sir Bors to deliver the message, while Sir Lionel and Sir Bedivere waited in ambush. Sir Gawaine and Sir Bors then conveyed their message, demanding Lucius, in Arthur’s name, to vacate his land or soon prepare for battle. Lucius responded, saying, "You should go back to your lord and tell him that I will conquer him and all his lands." Sir Gawaine, angered, replied, "I would rather fight against you than anyone in all of France." "So would I," said Sir Bors, "rather than anyone from Brittany or Burgundy."
Then a knight named Sir Gainus, nigh cousin to the emperor, said, Lo, how these Britons be full of pride and boast, and they brag as though they bare up all the world. Then Sir Gawaine was sore grieved with these words, and pulled out his sword and smote off his head. And therewith turned their horses and rode over waters and through woods till they came to their bushment, whereas Sir Lionel and Sir Bedivere were hoving. The Romans followed fast after, on horseback and on foot, over a champaign unto a wood; then Sir Bors turned his horse and saw a knight come fast on, whom he smote through the body with a spear that he fell dead down to the earth; then came Caliburn one of the strongest of Pavie, and smote down many of Arthur’s knights. And when Sir Bors saw him do so much harm, he addressed toward him, and smote him through the breast, that he fell down dead to the earth. Then Sir Feldenak thought to revenge the death of Gainus upon Sir Gawaine, but Sir Gawaine was ware thereof, and smote him on the head, which stroke stinted not till it came to his breast. And then he returned and came to his fellows in the bushment. And there was a recounter, for the bushment brake on the Romans, and slew and hew down the Romans, and forced the Romans to flee and return, whom the noble knights chased unto their tents.
Then a knight named Sir Gainus, a close relative of the emperor, said, "Look how these Britons are so full of pride and boasting, as if they hold up the entire world." Sir Gawaine was deeply hurt by these words and drew his sword, striking off Gainus’s head. They then turned their horses and rode across rivers and through woods until they reached their ambush, where Sir Lionel and Sir Bedivere were waiting. The Romans quickly followed behind, on horseback and on foot, across the open land toward a forest. Then Sir Bors turned his horse and saw a knight charging at him, whom he speared through the body, causing him to fall dead to the ground. Next came Caliburn, one of the strongest from Pavie, who took down many of Arthur’s knights. When Sir Bors saw him causing so much damage, he charged at him and pierced him through the chest, killing him instantly. Sir Feldenak then sought to avenge Gainus’s death by attacking Sir Gawaine, but Sir Gawaine was aware of this and struck him on the head with such force that the blow continued down to his chest. He then returned to his companions in the ambush. There was a fierce clash as the ambush erupted on the Romans, killing them and forcing them to flee, with the noble knights chasing them back to their tents.
Then the Romans gathered more people, and also footmen came on, and there was a new battle, and so much people that Sir Bors and Sir Berel were taken. But when Sir Gawaine saw that, he took with him Sir Idrus the good knight, and said he would never see King Arthur but if he rescued them, and pulled out Galatine his good sword, and followed them that led those two knights away; and he smote him that led Sir Bors, and took Sir Bors from him and delivered him to his fellows. And Sir Idrus in likewise rescued Sir Berel. Then began the battle to be great, that our knights were in great jeopardy, wherefore Sir Gawaine sent to King Arthur for succour, and that he hie him, for I am sore wounded, and that our prisoners may pay goods out of number. And the messenger came to the king and told him his message. And anon the king did do assemble his army, but anon, or he departed the prisoners were come, and Sir Gawaine and his fellows gat the field and put the Romans to flight, and after returned and came with their fellowship in such wise that no man of worship was lost of them, save that Sir Gawaine was sore hurt. Then the king did do ransack his wounds and comforted him. And thus was the beginning of the first journey of the Britons and Romans, and there were slain of the Romans more than ten thousand, and great joy and mirth was made that night in the host of King Arthur. And on the morn he sent all the prisoners into Paris under the guard of Sir Launcelot, with many knights, and of Sir Cador.
Then the Romans gathered more people, and infantry came in as well, leading to a new battle. There were so many people that Sir Bors and Sir Berel were captured. When Sir Gawaine saw this, he took Sir Idrus, the good knight, with him and vowed he wouldn't see King Arthur again unless he rescued them. He drew Galatine, his good sword, and pursued those who were taking the two knights away. He struck down the one who had Sir Bors, rescued him, and returned him to his companions. Sir Idrus did the same for Sir Berel. The battle escalated, putting our knights in serious danger, so Sir Gawaine sent a message to King Arthur for help, urging him to hurry since he was badly wounded and their prisoners risked being harmed. The messenger reached the king and relayed the message. Immediately, the king summoned his army, but before he could leave, the prisoners had been returned, and Sir Gawaine and his companions gained the upper hand, driving the Romans away. Afterward, they regrouped, and fortunately, none of their esteemed knights were lost, except for Sir Gawaine, who was seriously injured. The king tended to his wounds and provided comfort. This marked the beginning of the first campaign between the Britons and Romans, with over ten thousand Romans slain, and there was much joy and celebration that night in King Arthur's camp. The next morning, he sent all the prisoners to Paris under the guard of Sir Launcelot, along with many knights and Sir Cador.
CHAPTER VII.
How Lucius sent certain spies in a
bushment for to have taken his knights being prisoners, and how they were
letted.
Now turn we to the Emperor of Rome, which espied that these prisoners should be sent to Paris, and anon he sent to lie in a bushment certain knights and princes with sixty thousand men, for to rescue his knights and lords that were prisoners. And so on the morn as Launcelot and Sir Cador, chieftains and governors of all them that conveyed the prisoners, as they should pass through a wood, Sir Launcelot sent certain knights to espy if any were in the woods to let them. And when the said knights came into the wood, anon they espied and saw the great embushment, and returned and told Sir Launcelot that there lay in await for them three score thousand Romans. And then Sir Launcelot with such knights as he had, and men of war to the number of ten thousand, put them in array, and met with them and fought with them manly, and slew and detrenched many of the Romans, and slew many knights and admirals of the party of the Romans and Saracens; there was slain the king of Lyly and three great lords, Aladuke, Herawd, and Heringdale. But Sir Launcelot fought so nobly that no man might endure a stroke of his hand, but where he came he showed his prowess and might, for he slew down right on every side; and the Romans and Saracens fled from him as the sheep from the wolf or from the lion, and put them, all that abode alive, to flight.
Now we turn to the Emperor of Rome, who noticed that these prisoners were to be sent to Paris, and he quickly sent some knights and princes with an army of sixty thousand men to rescue his captured knights and lords. So, the next morning, as Launcelot and Sir Cador, leaders in charge of transporting the prisoners, were about to pass through a forest, Sir Launcelot sent some knights to scout the area for any potential threats. When those knights entered the woods, they immediately spotted the large ambush and returned to inform Sir Launcelot that sixty thousand Romans were lying in wait for them. Sir Launcelot then gathered the knights he had, along with ten thousand soldiers, prepared for battle, confronted the Romans, and fought heroically. He killed and defeated many Romans, including knights and commanders from both the Roman and Saracen forces; among the fallen were the king of Lyly and three powerful lords, Aladuke, Herawd, and Heringdale. But Sir Launcelot fought so valiantly that no one could withstand his strikes; everywhere he went, he demonstrated his strength and skill, cutting down foes left and right. The Romans and Saracens fled from him like sheep fleeing a wolf or a lion, causing all those who were left alive to retreat in panic.
And so long they fought that tidings came to King Arthur, and anon he graithed him and came to the battle, and saw his knights how they had vanquished the battle, he embraced them knight by knight in his arms, and said, Ye be worthy to wield all your honour and worship; there was never king save myself that had so noble knights. Sir, said Cador, there was none of us failed other, but of the prowess and manhood of Sir Launcelot were more than wonder to tell, and also of his cousins which did that day many noble feats of war. And also Sir Cador told who of his knights were slain, as Sir Berel, and other Sir Moris and Sir Maurel, two good knights. Then the king wept, and dried his eyes with a kerchief, and said, Your courage had near-hand destroyed you, for though ye had returned again, ye had lost no worship; for I call it folly, knights to abide when they be overmatched. Nay, said Launcelot and the other, for once shamed may never be recovered.
And they fought for so long that news reached King Arthur. He quickly got ready and came to the battle. When he saw his knights had won, he embraced each of them and said, "You deserve all your honor and respect; no king but me has ever had such noble knights." Sir Cador replied, "None of us let each other down, but the bravery and skill of Sir Launcelot were more than amazing to describe, as well as that of his cousins, who did many remarkable feats that day." Sir Cador also mentioned which of his knights had been killed, like Sir Berel, as well as Sir Moris and Sir Maurel, two valiant knights. The king wept and wiped his eyes with a handkerchief, saying, "Your bravery nearly cost you your lives, for even if you had come back, you would have lost no honor; I consider it foolish for knights to stay when they're outmatched." But Launcelot and the others replied, "No, for once you’ve been shamed, you can never recover that."
CHAPTER VIII.
How a senator told to Lucius of
their discomfiture, and also of the great battle between Arthur and
Lucius.
Now leave we King Arthur and his noble knights which had won the field, and had brought their prisoners to Paris, and speak we of a senator which escaped from the battle, and came to Lucius the emperor, and said to him, Sir emperor, I advise thee for to withdraw thee; what dost thou here? thou shalt win nothing in these marches but great strokes out of all measure, for this day one of Arthur’s knights was worth in the battle an hundred of ours. Fie on thee, said Lucius, thou speakest cowardly; for thy words grieve me more than all the loss that I had this day. And anon he sent forth a king, which hight Sir Leomie, with a great army, and bade him hie him fast to-fore, and he would follow hastily after. King Arthur was warned privily, and sent his people to Sessoine, and took up the towns and castles from the Romans. Then the king commanded Sir Cador to take the rearward, and to take with him certain knights of the Round Table, and Sir Launcelot, Sir Bors, Sir Kay, Sir Marrok, with Sir Marhaus, shall await on our person. Thus the King Arthur disperpled his host in divers parties, to the end that his enemies should not escape.
Now let's leave King Arthur and his noble knights, who have won the battle and brought their prisoners to Paris, and talk about a senator who escaped from the fight. He came to Emperor Lucius and said to him, “Sir emperor, I advise you to withdraw; what are you doing here? You won’t gain anything in these territories except for serious losses, because today one of Arthur’s knights was worth a hundred of ours.” “Shame on you,” said Lucius, “you speak like a coward; your words upset me more than all the losses I faced today.” Immediately, he sent out a king named Sir Leomie with a large army and instructed him to hurry ahead while he would follow closely behind. King Arthur was secretly warned and sent his people to Sessoine, taking the towns and castles from the Romans. Then the king ordered Sir Cador to take the rear guard, bringing along certain knights of the Round Table, while Sir Launcelot, Sir Bors, Sir Kay, Sir Marrok, and Sir Marhaus would stay close to him. Thus, King Arthur divided his forces into various groups to ensure his enemies could not escape.
When the emperor was entered into the vale of Sessoine, he might see where King Arthur was embattled and his banner displayed; and he was beset round about with his enemies, that needs he must fight or yield him, for he might not flee, but said openly unto the Romans, Sirs, I admonish you that this day ye fight and acquit you as men, and remember how Rome domineth and is chief and head over all the earth and universal world, and suffer not these Britons this day to abide against us; and therewith he did command his trumpets to blow the bloody sounds, in such wise that the ground trembled and dindled.
When the emperor arrived in the valley of Sessoine, he could see where King Arthur was positioned and his banner was displayed; he was surrounded by his enemies, and he had to either fight or surrender, as there was no option to flee. He spoke to the Romans, saying, "Gentlemen, I urge you to fight today and stand strong as men. Remember that Rome rules and is the leader over all the earth and the entire world, and do not let these Britons stand against us today." With that, he ordered his trumpets to sound a fierce battle cry, shaking the ground around them.
Then the battles approached and shoved and shouted on both sides, and great strokes were smitten on both sides, many men overthrown, hurt, and slain; and great valiances, prowesses and appertices of war were that day showed, which were over long to recount the noble feats of every man, for they should contain an whole volume. But in especial, King Arthur rode in the battle exhorting his knights to do well, and himself did as nobly with his hands as was possible a man to do; he drew out Excalibur his sword, and awaited ever whereas the Romans were thickest and most grieved his people, and anon he addressed him on that part, and hew and slew down right, and rescued his people; and he slew a great giant named Galapas, which was a man of an huge quantity and height, he shorted him and smote off both his legs by the knees, saying, Now art thou better of a size to deal with than thou were, and after smote off his head. There Sir Gawaine fought nobly and slew three admirals in that battle. And so did all the knights of the Round Table. Thus the battle between King Arthur and Lucius the Emperor endured long. Lucius had on his side many Saracens which were slain. And thus the battle was great, and oftsides that one party was at a fordeal and anon at an afterdeal, which endured so long till at the last King Arthur espied where Lucius the Emperor fought, and did wonder with his own hands. And anon he rode to him. And either smote other fiercely, and at last Lucius smote Arthur thwart the visage, and gave him a large wound. And when King Arthur felt himself hurt, anon he smote him again with Excalibur that it cleft his head, from the summit of his head, and stinted not till it came to his breast. And then the emperor fell down dead and there ended his life.
Then the battles drew near, and both sides clashed and yelled, while powerful blows were exchanged, causing many men to fall, get hurt, or die. Acts of bravery, skill, and the art of war were displayed that day, too many to recount each noble feat, as they would fill an entire volume. Notably, King Arthur rode into battle, urging his knights to perform well, and he fought as valiantly as any man could. He drew Excalibur, his sword, and positioned himself where the Romans were strongest and hurting his people the most. Immediately, he charged in that direction, striking down foes and rescuing his men. He defeated a massive giant named Galapas, taking off both his legs at the knees and saying, "Now you’re better suited for battle than you were," before he beheaded him. There, Sir Gawaine fought bravely and killed three commanders in that battle. All the knights of the Round Table fought just as valiantly. Thus, the battle between King Arthur and Emperor Lucius lasted a long time. Lucius had many Saracens on his side who were killed. The battle was fierce, with one side gaining and then losing ground repeatedly until, at last, King Arthur spotted Emperor Lucius in combat and was amazed by his own strength. He charged at him, and they struck each other fiercely. Eventually, Lucius struck Arthur across the face, inflicting a significant wound. When King Arthur felt the pain of his injury, he countered with Excalibur, cleaving Lucius's head from his shoulders, the blow going down to his chest. Then the emperor fell dead, marking the end of his life.
And when it was known that the emperor was slain, anon all the Romans with all their host put them to flight, and King Arthur with all his knights followed the chase, and slew down right all them that they might attain. And thus was the victory given to King Arthur, and the triumph; and there were slain on the part of Lucius more than an hundred thousand. And after King Arthur did do ransack the dead bodies, and did do bury them that were slain of his retinue, every man according to the estate and degree that he was of. And them that were hurt he let the surgeons do search their hurts and wounds, and commanded to spare no salves nor medicines till they were whole.
And when it became known that the emperor was killed, all the Romans and their army fled in panic. King Arthur and his knights chased them down and killed as many as they could catch. This way, King Arthur achieved victory and celebrated triumph; over a hundred thousand were killed on Lucius's side. Afterward, King Arthur ordered the bodies to be searched and buried, taking care to give each fallen soldier a proper burial based on their rank and status. For those who were injured, he had the surgeons examine their wounds and made sure no ointments or medicines were spared until they were healed.
Then the king rode straight to the place where the Emperor Lucius lay dead, and with him he found slain the Soudan of Syria, the King of Egypt and of Ethiopia, which were two noble kings, with seventeen other kings of divers regions, and also sixty senators of Rome, all noble men, whom the king did do balm and gum with many good gums aromatic, and after did do cere them in sixty fold of cered cloth of sendal, and laid them in chests of lead, because they should not chafe nor savour, and upon all these bodies their shields with their arms and banners were set, to the end they should be known of what country they were. And after he found three senators which were alive, to whom he said, For to save your lives I will that ye take these dead bodies, and carry them with you unto great Rome, and present them to the Potestate on my behalf, shewing him my letters, and tell them that I in my person shall hastily be at Rome. And I suppose the Romans shall beware how they shall demand any tribute of me. And I command you to say when ye shall come to Rome, to the Potestate and all the Council and Senate, that I send to them these dead bodies for the tribute that they have demanded. And if they be not content with these, I shall pay more at my coming, for other tribute owe I none, nor none other will I pay. And methinketh this sufficeth for Britain, Ireland and all Almaine with Germany. And furthermore, I charge you to say to them, that I command them upon pain of their heads never to demand tribute nor tax of me nor of my lands. Then with this charge and commandment, the three senators aforesaid departed with all the said dead bodies, laying the body of Lucius in a car covered with the arms of the Empire all alone; and after alway two bodies of kings in a chariot, and then the bodies of the senators after them, and so went toward Rome, and showed their legation and message to the Potestate and Senate, recounting the battle done in France, and how the field was lost and much people and innumerable slain. Wherefore they advised them in no wise to move no more war against that noble conqueror Arthur, for his might and prowess is most to be doubted, seen the noble kings and great multitude of knights of the Round Table, to whom none earthly prince may compare.
Then the king rode straight to the spot where Emperor Lucius lay dead, and with him he found the slain Soudan of Syria, the King of Egypt, and the King of Ethiopia—two noble kings—along with seventeen other kings from various regions, and also sixty senators from Rome, all of them noble men. The king had them treated with balm and aromatic gums, then wrapped them in layers of fine cloth, and placed them in lead coffins to prevent decay and odor. He had their shields with their coats of arms and banners placed on top of the bodies so they could be recognized by their countries. After that, he found three senators who were alive, to whom he said, "To save your lives, I want you to take these dead bodies with you to great Rome and present them to the Potestate on my behalf, showing him my letters, and let them know I will be arriving in person soon. I believe the Romans will think twice before demanding any tribute from me. When you get to Rome, you must tell the Potestate, the Council, and the Senate that I am sending these dead bodies as tribute for what they have demanded. If they are not satisfied with this, I will be willing to pay more when I arrive, for I owe no other tribute and will not pay any more. I believe this is enough for Britain, Ireland, and all of Germania. Furthermore, I command you to tell them that I order them, under penalty of their lives, never to demand tribute or taxes from me or my lands." With this charge and command, the three aforementioned senators departed with all the dead bodies, placing Lucius' body on a cart covered with the Imperial arms, followed by two kings' bodies in a chariot, and then the bodies of the senators behind them. They made their way to Rome and delivered their message to the Potestate and Senate, recounting the battle that took place in France, how the field was lost, and how many people—and countless others—were slain. Therefore, they advised against waging any more war against the noble conqueror Arthur, as his strength and prowess are to be most feared, considering the noble kings and large number of knights of the Round Table, whom no earthly prince can compare with.
CHAPTER IX.
How Arthur, after he had achieved the
battle against the Romans, entered into Almaine, and so into Italy.
Now turn we unto King Arthur and his noble knights, which, after the great battle achieved against the Romans, entered into Lorraine, Brabant and Flanders, and sithen returned into Haut Almaine, and so over the mountains into Lombardy, and after, into Tuscany wherein was a city which in no wise would yield themself nor obey, wherefore King Arthur besieged it, and lay long about it, and gave many assaults to the city; and they within defended them valiantly. Then, on a time, the king called Sir Florence, a knight, and said to him they lacked victual, And not far from hence be great forests and woods, wherein be many of mine enemies with much bestial: I will that thou make thee ready and go thither in foraying, and take with thee Sir Gawaine my nephew, Sir Wisshard, Sir Clegis, Sir Cleremond, and the Captain of Cardiff with other, and bring with you all the beasts that ye there can get.
Now let’s turn to King Arthur and his noble knights, who, after achieving a great victory against the Romans, entered Lorraine, Brabant, and Flanders, and then returned to Haut Almaine, crossing over the mountains into Lombardy, and later into Tuscany, where there was a city that refused to surrender or obey. Because of this, King Arthur besieged it, staying around for a long time and launching many attacks on the city while the defenders fought bravely. One day, the king called Sir Florence, a knight, and told him they were low on supplies. He mentioned that not far from there were great forests and woods, where many of his enemies had a lot of livestock. He instructed him to prepare and go raiding, taking with him Sir Gawaine, his nephew, Sir Wisshard, Sir Clegis, Sir Cleremond, and the Captain of Cardiff, among others, and to bring back as many animals as they could find.
And anon these knights made them ready, and rode over holts and hills, through forests and woods, till they came into a fair meadow full of fair flowers and grass; and there they rested them and their horses all that night. And in the springing of the day in the next morn, Sir Gawaine took his horse and stole away from his fellowship, to seek some adventures. And anon he was ware of a man armed, walking his horse easily by a wood’s side, and his shield laced to his shoulder, sitting on a strong courser, without any man saving a page bearing a mighty spear. The knight bare in his shield three griffins of gold, in sable carbuncle, the chief of silver. When Sir Gawaine espied this gay knight, he feutred his spear, and rode straight to him, and demanded of him from whence that he was. That other answered and said he was of Tuscany, and demanded of Sir Gawaine, What, profferest thou, proud knight, thee so boldly? here gettest thou no prey, thou mayest prove what thou wilt, for thou shalt be my prisoner or thou depart. Then said Gawaine, thou avauntest thee greatly and speakest proud words, I counsel thee for all thy boast that thou make thee ready, and take thy gear to thee, to-fore greater grame fall to thee.
And soon these knights got ready and rode over hills and through forests until they arrived at a beautiful meadow filled with lovely flowers and grass; there they rested themselves and their horses for the night. When morning broke the next day, Sir Gawaine took his horse and quietly slipped away from his companions to seek out some adventures. Soon he noticed a fully armed man, casually walking his horse by the edge of a wood, with his shield strapped to his shoulder, seated on a strong steed, accompanied only by a page holding a mighty spear. The knight displayed three golden griffins on his shield, on a black background, with a silver top. When Sir Gawaine saw this impressive knight, he set his spear and rode straight towards him, asking where he was from. The other replied that he was from Tuscany and asked Sir Gawaine, "What do you want, proud knight, coming at me so boldly? You won’t find anything to take here; you can try your luck, but you’ll be my prisoner or you won’t leave." Gawaine responded, "You boast quite a lot and speak proudly. I suggest you get ready and gather your gear, before greater trouble comes your way."
CHAPTER X.
Of a battle done by Sir Gawaine against
a Saracen, which after was yielden and became Christian.
Then they took their spears and ran each at other with all the might they had, and smote each other through their shields into their shoulders, wherefore anon they pulled out their swords, and smote great strokes that the fire sprang out of their helms. Then Sir Gawaine was all abashed, and with Galatine his good sword he smote through shield and thick hauberk made of thick mails, and all to-rushed and break the precious stones, and made him a large wound, that men might see both liver and lung. Then groaned that knight, and addressed him to Sir Gawaine, and with an awk stroke gave him a great wound and cut a vein, which grieved Gawaine sore, and he bled sore. Then the knight said to Sir Gawaine, bind thy wound or thy blee[ding] change, for thou be-bleedest all thy horse and thy fair arms, for all the barbers of Brittany shall not con staunch thy blood, for whosomever is hurt with this blade he shall never be staunched of bleeding. Then answered Gawaine, it grieveth me but little, thy great words shall not fear me nor lessen my courage, but thou shalt suffer teen and sorrow or we depart, but tell me in haste who may staunch my bleeding. That may I do, said the knight, if I will, and so will I if thou wilt succour and aid me, that I may be christened and believe on God, and thereof I require thee of thy manhood, and it shall be great merit for thy soul. I grant, said Gawaine, so God help me, to accomplish all thy desire, but first tell me what thou soughtest here thus alone, and of what land and liegiance thou art of. Sir, he said, my name is Priamus, and a great prince is my father, and he hath been rebel unto Rome and overridden many of their lands. My father is lineally descended of Alexander and of Hector by right line. And Duke Joshua and Maccabaeus were of our lineage. I am right inheritor of Alexandria and Africa, and all the out isles, yet will I believe on thy Lord that thou believest on; and for thy labour I shall give thee treasure enough. I was so elate and hauteyn in my heart that I thought no man my peer, nor to me semblable. I was sent into this war with seven score knights, and now I have encountered with thee, which hast given to me of fighting my fill, wherefore sir knight, I pray thee to tell me what thou art. I am no knight, said Gawaine, I have been brought up in the guardrobe with the noble King Arthur many years, for to take heed to his armour and his other array, and to point his paltocks that long to himself. At Yule last he made me yeoman, and gave to me horse and harness, and an hundred pound in money; and if fortune be my friend, I doubt not but to be well advanced and holpen by my liege lord. Ah, said Priamus, if his knaves be so keen and fierce, his knights be passing good: now for the King’s love of Heaven, whether thou be a knave or a knight, tell thou me thy name. By God, said Sir Gawaine, now I will say thee sooth, my name is Sir Gawaine, and known I am in his court and in his chamber, and one of the knights of the Round Table, he dubbed me a duke with his own hand. Therefore grudge not if this grace is to me fortuned, it is the goodness of God that lent to me my strength. Now am I better pleased, said Priamus, than thou hadst given to me all the Provence and Paris the rich. I had liefer to have been torn with wild horses, than any varlet had won such loos, or any page or priker should have had prize on me. But now sir knight I warn thee that hereby is a Duke of Lorraine with his army, and the noblest men of Dolphiny, and lords of Lombardy, with the garrison of Godard, and Saracens of Southland, y-numbered sixty thousand of good men of arms; wherefore but if we hie us hence, it will harm us both, for we be sore hurt, never like to recover; but take heed to my page, that he no horn blow, for if he do, there be hoving here fast by an hundred knights awaiting on my person, and if they take thee, there shall no ransom of gold nor silver acquit thee.
Then they took their spears and charged at each other with all their might, striking each other through their shields into their shoulders. After that, they pulled out their swords and struck hard blows that sent sparks flying from their helmets. Sir Gawaine felt completely taken aback, and with Galatine, his trusty sword, he cut through the shield and thick armor made of heavy mail, shattering the precious stones and inflicting a large wound visible enough to see both liver and lung. The knight groaned and turned to Sir Gawaine, delivering a wild stroke that cut a vein and caused Gawaine great pain, making him bleed heavily. The knight then said to Sir Gawaine, "Bind your wound or your bleeding won't stop, because you are bleeding all over your horse and your fine armor. No barber in Brittany will be able to stop your blood, for whoever is wounded by this blade will never stop bleeding." Gawaine replied, "That doesn't bother me much; your threats won't scare me or diminish my courage. You'll be the one suffering pain and sorrow before we part, but quickly tell me who can stop my bleeding." "I can do that if I choose, and I will if you'll help me, so I may be baptized and believe in God. I ask you for your courage, and it will be a great benefit for your soul." "I agree," said Gawaine, "so help me God, to fulfill all your wishes. But first, tell me why you are here alone and what land and allegiance you belong to." "Sir," he said, "my name is Priamus, and my father is a great prince who has rebelled against Rome and conquered many of their lands. My father is lineally descended from Alexander and Hector. Duke Joshua and Maccabaeus are also from our lineage. I am the rightful heir of Alexandria and Africa, and all the outlying islands, yet I will believe in your Lord whom you believe in; for your efforts, I will give you enough treasure. I was so proud and haughty that I thought no man was my equal. I was sent into this war with seventy knights, and now I have come across you, who have given me all the fighting I could ask for, so I ask you, knight, to tell me who you are." "I am not a knight," said Gawaine. "I have served in the royal household of noble King Arthur for many years, taking care of his armor and other gear, and preparing his horses. Last Christmas, he made me a yeoman, giving me a horse, armor, and a hundred pounds in money. If fortune favors me, I have no doubt I will be well rewarded and helped by my lord." "Ah," said Priamus, "if his servants are so sharp and fierce, his knights must be exceptional. Now for the King's sake of Heaven, whether you are a servant or a knight, tell me your name." "By God," said Sir Gawaine, "I will tell you the truth, my name is Sir Gawaine. I am known in his court and chamber, and I am one of the Knights of the Round Table; he knighted me a duke with his own hand. So don’t begrudge me if this grace has fallen to me; it is God's goodness that has granted me my strength." "Now I am happier," said Priamus, "than if you had given me all of Provence and rich Paris. I would rather be torn by wild horses than have any servant win such glory, or for any page or rogue to claim a prize over me. But now, knight, I warn you that a Duke of Lorraine and his army, along with the noble men of Dauphiné and lords of Lombardy, along with Godard's garrison and the Saracens of Southland, are gathered here, totaling sixty thousand good men-at-arms. Therefore, if we do not hurry, it will harm us both, for we are both severely wounded and unlikely to recover. But watch my page; don’t let him blow any horns, for if he does, there are a hundred knights nearby waiting for me, and if they capture you, there will be no ransom in gold or silver that could set you free."
Then Sir Gawaine rode over a water for to save him, and the knight followed him, and so rode forth till they came to his fellows which were in the meadow, where they had been all the night. Anon as Sir Wisshard was ware of Sir Gawaine and saw that he was hurt, he ran to him sorrowfully weeping, and demanded of him who had so hurt him; and Gawaine told how he had foughten with that man, and each of them had hurt other, and how he had salves to heal them; but I can tell you other tidings, that soon we shall have ado with many enemies.
Then Sir Gawaine rode across a river to save himself, and the knight followed him, continuing until they reached his companions who had been in the meadow all night. As soon as Sir Wisshard spotted Sir Gawaine and saw that he was hurt, he ran to him, crying sadly, and asked who had injured him. Gawaine explained how he had fought that man, and that they had both wounded each other, and how he had remedies to heal them. But I have more news to share: soon we will have to deal with many enemies.
Then Sir Priamus and Sir Gawaine alighted, and let their horses graze in the meadow, and unarmed them, and then the blood ran freshly from their wounds. And Priamus took from his page a vial full of the four waters that came out of Paradise, and with certain balm anointed their wounds, and washed them with that water, and within an hour after they were both as whole as ever they were. And then with a trumpet were they all assembled to council, and there Priamus told unto them what lords and knights had sworn to rescue him, and that without fail they should be assailed with many thousands, wherefore he counselled them to withdraw them. Then Sir Gawaine said, it were great shame to them to avoid without any strokes; Wherefore I advise to take our arms and to make us ready to meet with these Saracens and misbelieving men, and with the help of God we shall overthrow them and have a fair day on them. And Sir Florence shall abide still in this field to keep the stale as a noble knight, and we shall not forsake yonder fellows. Now, said Priamus, cease your words, for I warn you ye shall find in yonder woods many perilous knights; they will put forth beasts to call you on, they be out of number, and ye are not past seven hundred, which be over few to fight with so many. Nevertheless, said Sir Gawaine, we shall once encounter them, and see what they can do, and the best shall have the victory.
Then Sir Priamus and Sir Gawaine got off their horses and let them graze in the meadow. They took off their armor, and fresh blood was running from their wounds. Priamus took a vial filled with the four waters from Paradise from his page, and with some balm, he treated their wounds, washing them with that water. Within an hour, they were both as healthy as ever. Then a trumpet called them all to a council, and Priamus told them which lords and knights had sworn to rescue him, explaining that they would be attacked by many thousands. He advised them to retreat. Sir Gawaine responded that it would be a great shame to avoid a fight without even trying. Therefore, I suggest we put on our armor and prepare to face these Saracens and unbelievers. With God’s help, we will defeat them and have a good day against them. Sir Florence will stay in the field to guard the camp like a noble knight, and we won't abandon our comrades. Priamus then said, stop talking, because I warn you that you will find many dangerous knights in those woods. They will send out beasts to provoke you; they are countless, and you are only seven hundred, which is far too few to fight against so many. Nevertheless, Sir Gawaine said, we will confront them once and see what they can do, and may the best man win.
CHAPTER XI.
How the Saracens came out of a wood
for to rescue their beasts, and of a great battle.
Then Sir Florence called to him Sir Floridas, with an hundred knights, and drove forth the herd of beasts. Then followed him seven hundred men of arms; and Sir Ferant of Spain on a fair steed came springing out of the woods, and came to Sir Florence and asked him why he fled. Then Sir Florence took his spear and rode against him, and smote him in the forehead and brake his neck bone. Then all the other were moved, and thought to avenge the death of Sir Ferant, and smote in among them, and there was great fight, and many slain and laid down to ground, and Sir Florence with his hundred knights alway kept the stale, and fought manly.
Then Sir Florence called to him Sir Floridas, along with a hundred knights, and drove out the herd of beasts. Following him were seven hundred armed men; then Sir Ferant of Spain, riding a fine horse, sprang out of the woods and approached Sir Florence, asking why he was fleeing. Sir Florence took his spear and charged at him, striking him in the forehead and breaking his neck. This enraged the others, and they sought to avenge Sir Ferant’s death, charging into the fray. There was a fierce battle, with many slain and lying on the ground, while Sir Florence and his hundred knights bravely maintained their position and fought valiantly.
Then when Priamus the good knight perceived the great fight, he went to Sir Gawaine, and bade him that he should go and succour his fellowship, which were sore bestead with their enemies. Sir, grieve you not, said Sir Gawaine, for their gree shall be theirs. I shall not once move my horse to them ward, but if I see more than there be; for they be strong enough to match them.
Then, when Priamus the good knight saw the intense battle, he approached Sir Gawaine and urged him to go help his comrades, who were struggling against their enemies. "Sir, don't worry," Sir Gawaine replied, "their fate will be theirs. I won’t move my horse towards them unless I see more enemies than there really are, because they are strong enough to hold their own."
And with that he saw an earl called Sir Ethelwold and the duke of Dutchmen, came leaping out of a wood with many thousands, and Priamus’ knights, and came straight unto the battle. Then Sir Gawaine comforted his knights, and bade them not to be abashed, for all shall be ours. Then they began to wallop and met with their enemies, there were men slain and overthrown on every side. Then thrust in among them the knights of the Table Round, and smote down to the earth all them that withstood them, in so much that they made them to recoil and flee. By God, said Sir Gawaine, this gladdeth my heart, for now be they less in number by twenty thousand. Then entered into the battle Jubance a giant, and fought and slew down right, and distressed many of our knights, among whom was slain Sir Gherard, a knight of Wales. Then our knights took heart to them, and slew many Saracens. And then came in Sir Priamus with his pennon, and rode with the knights of the Round Table, and fought so manfully that many of their enemies lost their lives. And there Sir Priamus slew the Marquis of Moises land, and Sir Gawaine with his fellows so quit them that they had the field, but in that stour was Sir Chestelaine, a child and ward of Sir Gawaine slain, wherefore was much sorrow made, and his death was soon avenged. Thus was the battle ended, and many lords of Lombardy and Saracens left dead in the field.
And with that, he saw an earl named Sir Ethelwold and the duke of the Dutch come leaping out of a forest with thousands of troops, along with Priamus’ knights, and they charged straight into the battle. Then Sir Gawaine encouraged his knights and told them not to be discouraged, because victory would be theirs. They began to fight fiercely and clashed with their enemies, and there were men being killed and knocked down all around. Then the knights of the Round Table joined in and took down everyone who opposed them, forcing their enemies to retreat and flee. "By God," said Sir Gawaine, "this makes me happy, for now they’re down by twenty thousand." Then Jubance, a giant, entered the battle, fighting fiercely and taking down many of our knights, including Sir Gherard, a knight from Wales. Then our knights found their courage and killed many Saracens. After that, Sir Priamus rode in with his banner and fought alongside the knights of the Round Table so valiantly that many of their enemies lost their lives. There, Sir Priamus killed the Marquis of Moises' land, and Sir Gawaine and his comrades fought so bravely that they won the field, but during the battle, Sir Chestelaine, a young knight and ward of Sir Gawaine, was killed, causing much grief, and his death was soon avenged. Thus the battle ended, leaving many lords of Lombardy and Saracens dead on the field.
Then Sir Florence and Sir Gawaine harboured surely their people, and took great plenty of bestial, of gold and silver, and great treasure and riches, and returned unto King Arthur, which lay still at the siege. And when they came to the king they presented their prisoners and recounted their adventures, and how they had vanquished their enemies.
Then Sir Florence and Sir Gawaine safely brought their people back and gathered a lot of livestock, gold and silver, along with great treasures and riches. They returned to King Arthur, who was still at the siege. When they arrived, they presented their prisoners to the king and shared the stories of their adventures and how they had defeated their enemies.
CHAPTER XII.
How Sir Gawaine returned to King
Arthur with his prisoners, and how the King won a city, and how he was crowned
Emperor.
Now thanked be God, said the noble King Arthur. But what manner man is he that standeth by himself, him seemeth no prisoner. Sir, said Gawaine, this is a good man of arms, he hath matched me, but he is yielden unto God, and to me, for to become Christian; had not he have been we should never have returned, wherefore I pray you that he may be baptised, for there liveth not a nobler man nor better knight of his hands. Then the king let him anon be christened, and did do call him his first name Priamus, and made him a duke and knight of the Table Round. And then anon the king let do cry assault to the city, and there was rearing of ladders, breaking of walls, and the ditch filled, that men with little pain might enter into the city. Then came out a duchess, and Clarisin the countess, with many ladies and damosels, and kneeling before King Arthur, required him for the love of God to receive the city, and not to take it by assault, for then should many guiltless be slain. Then the king avaled his visor with a meek and noble countenance, and said, Madam, there shall none of my subjects misdo you nor your maidens, nor to none that to you belong, but the duke shall abide my judgment. Then anon the king commanded to leave the assault, and anon the duke’s oldest son brought out the keys, and kneeling delivered them to the king, and besought him of grace; and the king seized the town by assent of his lords, and took the duke and sent him to Dover, there for to abide prisoner term of his life, and assigned certain rents for the dower of the duchess and for her children.
"Thank God," said the noble King Arthur. "But who is this man standing alone? He doesn't look like a prisoner." "Sir," replied Gawaine, "he is a good warrior. He has fought against me and has submitted to God and to me to become a Christian; if he hadn't, we would never have returned. So I ask you to have him baptized, for there is no nobler man or better knight than him." The king immediately had him baptized and gave him the name Priamus, making him a duke and a knight of the Round Table. Then the king ordered an assault on the city, with ladders being raised, walls being broken down, and the ditch filled so men could easily enter the city. A duchess and Countess Clarisin, along with many ladies and maidens, came out and knelt before King Arthur, pleading with him for the love of God to take the city without assault, as many innocent lives would be lost otherwise. The king lowered his visor with a humble and noble expression and said, "Madam, none of my subjects will harm you, your maidens, or anyone associated with you, but the duke must abide by my judgment." The king then ordered the assault to cease, and the duke's oldest son brought out the keys, kneeling to hand them to the king and asking for mercy. The king took the town with the agreement of his lords, captured the duke, and sent him to Dover to remain a prisoner for the rest of his life, providing certain rents for the duchess’s dowry and her children.
Then he made lords to rule those lands, and laws as a lord ought to do in his own country; and after he took his journey toward Rome, and sent Sir Floris and Sir Floridas to-fore, with five hundred men of arms, and they came to the city of Urbino and laid there a bushment, thereas them seemed most best for them, and rode to-fore the town, where anon issued out much people and skirmished with the fore-riders. Then brake out the bushment and won the bridge, and after the town, and set upon the walls the king’s banner. Then came the king upon an hill, and saw the city and his banner on the walls, by which he knew that the city was won. And anon he sent and commanded that none of his liege men should defoul nor lie by no lady, wife nor maid; and when he came into the city, he passed to the castle, and comforted them that were in sorrow, and ordained there a captain, a knight of his own country.
Then he appointed lords to govern those lands and established laws as a lord should in his own territory. After that, he set off for Rome and sent Sir Floris and Sir Floridas ahead with five hundred armed men. They arrived at the city of Urbino and laid an ambush where they thought it would be most effective. They rode in front of the town, and soon a large crowd rushed out to skirmish with the advance riders. Then the ambush was launched, they took the bridge, and later the town, raising the king's banner on the walls. The king arrived on a hill and saw the city and his banner on the walls, which confirmed that the city was captured. Immediately, he sent a command that none of his loyal men should harm or lie with any lady, wife, or maid. When he entered the city, he made his way to the castle, comforted those who were in distress, and appointed a captain, a knight from his own country.
And when they of Milan heard that thilk city was won, they sent to King Arthur great sums of money, and besought him as their lord to have pity on them, promising to be his subjects for ever, and yield to him homage and fealty for the lands of Pleasance and Pavia, Petersaint, and the Port of Tremble, and to give him yearly a million of gold all his lifetime. Then he rideth into Tuscany, and winneth towns and castles, and wasted all in his way that to him will not obey, and so to Spolute and Viterbe, and from thence he rode into the Vale of Vicecount among the vines. And from thence he sent to the senators, to wit whether they would know him for their lord. But soon after on a Saturday came unto King Arthur all the senators that were left alive, and the noblest cardinals that then dwelt in Rome, and prayed him of peace, and proferred him full large, and besought him as governor to give licence for six weeks for to assemble all the Romans, and then to crown him emperor with chrism as it belongeth to so high estate. I assent, said the king, like as ye have devised, and at Christmas there to be crowned, and to hold my Round Table with my knights as me liketh. And then the senators made ready for his enthronization. And at the day appointed, as the romance telleth, he came into Rome, and was crowned emperor by the pope’s hand, with all the royalty that could be made, and sojourned there a time, and established all his lands from Rome into France, and gave lands and realms unto his servants and knights, to everych after his desert, in such wise that none complained, rich nor poor. And he gave to Sir Priamus the duchy of Lorraine; and he thanked him, and said he would serve him the days of his life; and after made dukes and earls, and made every man rich.
And when the people of Milan heard that their city had been taken, they sent a large amount of money to King Arthur, asking him as their lord to show them mercy. They promised to be his subjects forever and to pay him homage and loyalty for the lands of Pleasance and Pavia, Petersaint, and the Port of Tremble, and to give him a million gold coins each year for his lifetime. Then he rode into Tuscany, conquering towns and castles, destroying everything in his path that wouldn’t obey him, and continued on to Spolute and Viterbe. After that, he rode into the Vale of Vicecount among the vineyards. From there, he sent a message to the senators, asking if they would recognize him as their lord. Shortly after, on a Saturday, all the surviving senators and the noblest cardinals living in Rome came to King Arthur, asking for peace. They offered him generous terms and requested that as their governor, he allow six weeks for all the Romans to gather, so they could crown him emperor with holy oil, which is fitting for such a high position. “I agree,” said the king, “as you have proposed, and I will be crowned at Christmas and hold my Round Table with my knights as I desire.” The senators then prepared for his coronation. On the appointed day, as the story goes, he entered Rome and was crowned emperor by the pope, with all the royal splendor that could be arranged. He stayed there for a while, establishing all his lands from Rome to France, and granted lands and territories to his servants and knights according to their merit, so that no one complained, whether they were rich or poor. He gave Sir Priamus the duchy of Lorraine, and Priamus thanked him, declaring that he would serve him for the rest of his life. He subsequently made other dukes and earls and ensured that everyone became wealthy.
Then after this all his knights and lords assembled them afore him, and said: Blessed be God, your war is finished and your conquest achieved, in so much that we know none so great nor mighty that dare make war against you: wherefore we beseech you to return homeward, and give us licence to go home to our wives, from whom we have been long, and to rest us, for your journey is finished with honour and worship. Then said the king, Ye say truth, and for to tempt God it is no wisdom, and therefore make you ready and return we into England. Then there was trussing of harness and baggage and great carriage. And after licence given, he returned and commanded that no man in pain of death should not rob nor take victual, nor other thing by the way but that he should pay therefore. And thus he came over the sea and landed at Sandwich, against whom Queen Guenever his wife came and met him, and he was nobly received of all his commons in every city and burgh, and great gifts presented to him at his home-coming to welcome him with.
Then after this, all his knights and lords gathered around him and said: "Thank God, your war is over and your victory is achieved, to the point where we know no one so great or powerful would dare fight against you. So, we ask you to head home and let us return to our wives, from whom we have been away for a long time, and get some rest, as your journey has ended with honor and praise." The king replied, "You speak the truth, and it’s unwise to test God, so let’s prepare to return to England." Then they began packing their gear and supplies. After receiving permission, he commanded that no one should rob or take food or anything else along the way unless they paid for it. And so, he crossed the sea and landed at Sandwich, where Queen Guinevere, his wife, came to meet him, and he was warmly welcomed by all his people in every city and town, receiving great gifts on his return home.
Thus endeth the fifth book of the conquest that King Arthur had against Lucius the Emperor of Rome, and here followeth the sixth book, which is of Sir Launcelot du Lake.
CHAPTER I.
How Sir Launcelot and Sir Lionel
departed from the court, and how Sir Lionel left him sleeping and was
taken.
Soon after that King Arthur was come from Rome into England, then all the knights of the Table Round resorted unto the king, and made many jousts and tournaments, and some there were that were but knights, which increased so in arms and worship that they passed all their fellows in prowess and noble deeds, and that was well proved on many; but in especial it was proved on Sir Launcelot du Lake, for in all tournaments and jousts and deeds of arms, both for life and death, he passed all other knights, and at no time he was never overcome but if it were by treason or enchantment; so Sir Launcelot increased so marvellously in worship, and in honour, therefore is he the first knight that the French book maketh mention of after King Arthur came from Rome. Wherefore Queen Guenever had him in great favour above all other knights, and in certain he loved the queen again above all other ladies and damosels of his life, and for her he did many deeds of arms, and saved her from the fire through his noble chivalry.
Soon after King Arthur returned from Rome to England, all the knights of the Round Table gathered around the king. They participated in many jousts and tournaments. Some were just knights, but they grew in skill and reputation, surpassing their peers in bravery and noble acts, which was proven time and again. However, it was especially true for Sir Launcelot du Lake. In all tournaments, jousts, and battles, whether for life or death, he outperformed every other knight, and he was never defeated unless it was through treachery or magic. Sir Launcelot gained an incredible amount of fame and honor, which is why he is the first knight mentioned in the French book after King Arthur returned from Rome. As a result, Queen Guinevere favored him above all other knights, and he, in turn, loved her more than any other lady or damsel in his life. For her sake, he accomplished many feats of bravery and saved her from fire through his noble chivalry.
Thus Sir Launcelot rested him long with play and game. And then he thought himself to prove himself in strange adventures, then he bade his nephew, Sir Lionel, for to make him ready; for we two will seek adventures. So they mounted on their horses, armed at all rights, and rode into a deep forest and so into a deep plain. And then the weather was hot about noon, and Sir Launcelot had great lust to sleep. Then Sir Lionel espied a great apple-tree that stood by an hedge, and said, Brother, yonder is a fair shadow, there may we rest us [and] our horses. It is well said, fair brother, said Sir Launcelot, for this eight year I was not so sleepy as I am now; and so they there alighted and tied their horses unto sundry trees, and so Sir Launcelot laid him down under an appletree, and his helm he laid under his head. And Sir Lionel waked while he slept. So Sir Launcelot was asleep passing fast.
So Sir Launcelot took a long break with some games. Then he decided to challenge himself with some new adventures, and he asked his nephew, Sir Lionel, to get ready because they were going to seek out adventures together. They mounted their horses, fully armed, and rode into a dense forest and then into an open plain. It was hot around noon, and Sir Launcelot felt really sleepy. Sir Lionel spotted a large apple tree by a hedge and said, "Brother, there's a nice shady spot; we can rest there with our horses." "That's a good idea, brother," said Sir Launcelot, "because I haven't felt this sleepy in eight years." So they got down from their horses and tied them to different trees. Sir Launcelot lay down under the apple tree, using his helmet as a pillow. Sir Lionel stayed awake while he slept. Sir Launcelot fell into a deep sleep.
And in the meanwhile there came three knights riding, as fast fleeing as ever they might ride. And there followed them three but one knight. And when Sir Lionel saw him, him thought he saw never so great a knight, nor so well faring a man, neither so well apparelled unto all rights. So within a while this strong knight had overtaken one of these knights, and there he smote him to the cold earth that he lay still. And then he rode unto the second knight, and smote him so that man and horse fell down. And then straight to the third knight he rode, and smote him behind his horse’s arse a spear length. And then he alighted down and reined his horse on the bridle, and bound all the three knights fast with the reins of their own bridles. When Sir Lionel saw him do thus, he thought to assay him, and made him ready, and stilly and privily he took his horse, and thought not for to awake Sir Launcelot. And when he was mounted upon his horse, he overtook this strong knight, and bade him turn, and the other smote Sir Lionel so hard that horse and man he bare to the earth, and so he alighted down and bound him fast, and threw him overthwart his own horse, and so he served them all four, and rode with them away to his own castle. And when he came there he gart unarm them, and beat them with thorns all naked, and after put them in a deep prison where were many more knights, that made great dolour.
And in the meantime, three knights came riding as fast as they could. Following them was just one knight. When Sir Lionel saw him, he thought he had never seen such a great knight, nor such a well-built man, nor anyone dressed so appropriately for the occasion. Soon, this strong knight caught up with one of the fleeing knights and knocked him to the ground so hard that he lay still. Then he rode to the second knight and struck him so that both man and horse fell. Next, he charged at the third knight, hitting him behind his horse’s back with a spear's length distance. After that, he dismounted, took control of his horse, and tied all three knights up with their own reins. When Sir Lionel saw him do this, he decided to challenge him, got ready, and quietly mounted his horse without waking Sir Launcelot. As he rode after this strong knight, he demanded that he turn around. The knight hit Sir Lionel so hard that both horse and rider collapsed to the ground, after which he dismounted, tied him up, and threw him across his own horse. He did the same to all four of them and rode away with them to his own castle. Upon arrival, he had them undressed, beat them with thorns while they were naked, and then locked them in a deep prison where many other knights were held, causing much sorrow.
CHAPTER II.
How Sir Ector followed for to seek
Sir Launcelot, and how he was taken by Sir Turquine.
When Sir Ector de Maris wist that Sir Launcelot was passed out of the court to seek adventures, he was wroth with himself, and made him ready to seek Sir Launcelot, and as he had ridden long in a great forest he met with a man was like a forester. Fair fellow, said Sir Ector, knowest thou in this country any adventures that be here nigh hand? Sir, said the forester, this country know I well, and hereby, within this mile, is a strong manor, and well dyked, and by that manor, on the left hand, there is a fair ford for horses to drink of, and over that ford there groweth a fair tree, and thereon hang many fair shields that wielded sometime good knights, and at the hole of the tree hangeth a basin of copper and latten, and strike upon that basin with the butt of thy spear thrice, and soon after thou shalt hear new tidings, and else hast thou the fairest grace that many a year had ever knight that passed through this forest. Gramercy, said Sir Ector, and departed and came to the tree, and saw many fair shields. And among them he saw his brother’s shield, Sir Lionel, and many more that he knew that were his fellows of the Round Table, the which grieved his heart, and promised to revenge his brother.
When Sir Ector de Maris realized that Sir Launcelot had left the court to seek adventures, he was upset with himself and prepared to look for Sir Launcelot. After riding for a while in a dense forest, he encountered a man who seemed like a forester. "Hey there," said Sir Ector, "do you know of any adventures around here?" The forester replied, "Sir, I know this area well. There's a strong manor within a mile, well-fenced, and near that manor, on the left side, there’s a good ford for horses to drink from. Above that ford, a beautiful tree grows with many fine shields that once belonged to brave knights. Hanging from the tree is a copper and brass basin; if you strike that basin with the end of your spear three times, you’ll soon hear some news. Otherwise, you’ll receive the best honor that any knight has had in many years while traveling through this forest." "Thank you," said Sir Ector, and he left to find the tree. Once there, he saw many fine shields, and among them was his brother's shield, Sir Lionel's, along with many others he recognized from the Round Table, which saddened him and made him vow to avenge his brother.
Then anon Sir Ector beat on the basin as he were wood, and then he gave his horse drink at the ford, and there came a knight behind him and bade him come out of the water and make him ready; and Sir Ector anon turned him shortly, and in feuter cast his spear, and smote the other knight a great buffet that his horse turned twice about. This was well done, said the strong knight, and knightly thou hast stricken me; and therewith he rushed his horse on Sir Ector, and cleight him under his right arm, and bare him clean out of the saddle, and rode with him away into his own hall, and threw him down in midst of the floor. The name of this knight was Sir Turquine. Then he said unto Sir Ector, For thou hast done this day more unto me than any knight did these twelve years, now will I grant thee thy life, so thou wilt be sworn to be my prisoner all thy life days. Nay, said Sir Ector, that will I never promise thee, but that I will do mine advantage. That me repenteth, said Sir Turquine. And then he gart to unarm him, and beat him with thorns all naked, and sithen put him down in a deep dungeon, where he knew many of his fellows. But when Sir Ector saw Sir Lionel, then made he great sorrow. Alas, brother, said Sir Ector, where is my brother Sir Launcelot? Fair brother, I left him asleep when that I from him yode, under an apple-tree, and what is become of him I cannot tell you. Alas, said the knights, but Sir Launcelot help us we may never be delivered, for we know now no knight that is able to match our master Turquine.
Then suddenly Sir Ector started banging on the basin like he was mad, and then he gave his horse a drink at the ford. A knight came up behind him and told him to get out of the water and be ready. Sir Ector quickly turned around and, with a fierce thrust, threw his spear and hit the other knight so hard that his horse spun around. "That was impressive," said the strong knight. "You have struck me like a true knight." Then he charged his horse at Sir Ector, knocked him under his right arm, and carried him right out of the saddle, riding off with him to his own hall, where he threw him down in the middle of the floor. This knight's name was Sir Turquine. He said to Sir Ector, "For what you've done today, more than any knight has done to me in the last twelve years, I will spare your life if you swear to be my prisoner for the rest of your days." "No," said Sir Ector, "I will never promise you that; I will do what's best for me." "That disappoints me," said Sir Turquine. Then he had Sir Ector stripped of his armor, beat him with thorns while he was naked, and later locked him in a deep dungeon, where he found many of his fellow knights. When Sir Ector saw Sir Lionel, he was deeply saddened. "Alas, brother," said Sir Ector, "where is my brother Sir Launcelot?" "Dear brother, I left him asleep under an apple tree when I left him, and I can't tell you what has happened to him." "Alas," said the knights, "if Sir Launcelot doesn't help us, we'll never be saved, for we know no knight who can match our master Turquine."
CHAPTER III.
How four queens found Launcelot
sleeping, and how by enchantment he was taken and led into a castle.
Now leave we these knights prisoners, and speak we of Sir Launcelot du Lake that lieth under the apple-tree sleeping. Even about the noon there came by him four queens of great estate; and, for the heat should not annoy them, there rode four knights about them, and bare a cloth of green silk on four spears, betwixt them and the sun, and the queens rode on four white mules. Thus as they rode they heard by them a great horse grimly neigh, then were they ware of a sleeping knight, that lay all armed under an apple-tree; anon as these queens looked on his face, they knew it was Sir Launcelot. Then they began for to strive for that knight, everych one said they would have him to her love. We shall not strive, said Morgan le Fay, that was King Arthur’s sister, I shall put an enchantment upon him that he shall not awake in six hours, and then I will lead him away unto my castle, and when he is surely within my hold, I shall take the enchantment from him, and then let him choose which of us he will have unto paramour.
Now let’s leave these knights as prisoners and talk about Sir Launcelot du Lake, who is sleeping under the apple tree. Around noon, four high-ranking queens rode by him, and to keep the heat from bothering them, four knights rode alongside them, holding a green silk cloth on four spears to shade them from the sun. The queens were mounted on four white mules. As they rode, they heard a great horse neighing loudly, and then they noticed a sleeping knight who was fully armored under the apple tree. As soon as the queens looked at his face, they recognized it was Sir Launcelot. They then began to argue over who would have him as her lover. "We shouldn't fight over this," said Morgan le Fay, who was King Arthur’s sister. "I'll cast a spell on him so he won't wake up for six hours, and then I'll take him to my castle. Once he's safely in my possession, I’ll lift the spell, and then he can choose which of us he wants to be with."
So this enchantment was cast upon Sir Launcelot, and then they laid him upon his shield, and bare him so on horseback betwixt two knights, and brought him unto the castle Chariot, and there they laid him in a chamber cold, and at night they sent unto him a fair damosel with his supper ready dight. By that the enchantment was past, and when she came she saluted him, and asked him what cheer. I cannot say, fair damosel, said Sir Launcelot, for I wot not how I came into this castle but it be by an enchantment. Sir, said she, ye must make good cheer, and if ye be such a knight as it is said ye be, I shall tell you more to-morn by prime of the day. Gramercy, fair damosel, said Sir Launcelot, of your good will I require you. And so she departed. And there he lay all that night without comfort of anybody. And on the morn early came these four queens, passingly well beseen, all they bidding him good morn, and he them again.
So this spell was cast on Sir Launcelot, and then they placed him on his shield, carrying him like that on horseback between two knights, and brought him to Castle Chariot. There, they laid him in a cold chamber, and at night sent a lovely lady to him with his supper ready. By then the spell had worn off, and when she arrived, she greeted him and asked how he was feeling. "I can't say, fair lady," said Sir Launcelot, "because I don't know how I ended up in this castle, except it must be due to a spell." "Sir," she said, "you must keep your spirits up, and if you are the knight everyone says you are, I will tell you more tomorrow by the start of the day." "Thank you, fair lady," said Sir Launcelot, "I truly appreciate your kindness." And then she left. So he lay there all night without any comfort from anyone. Early the next morning, these four beautiful queens came in, all wishing him good morning, and he returned their greetings.
Sir knight, the four queens said, thou must understand thou art our prisoner, and we here know thee well that thou art Sir Launcelot du Lake, King Ban’s son, and because we understand your worthiness, that thou art the noblest knight living, and as we know well there can no lady have thy love but one, and that is Queen Guenever, and now thou shalt lose her for ever, and she thee, and therefore thee behoveth now to choose one of us four. I am the Queen Morgan le Fay, queen of the land of Gore, and here is the queen of Northgalis, and the queen of Eastland, and the queen of the Out Isles; now choose one of us which thou wilt have to thy paramour, for thou mayest not choose or else in this prison to die. This is an hard case, said Sir Launcelot, that either I must die or else choose one of you, yet had I liefer to die in this prison with worship, than to have one of you to my paramour maugre my head. And therefore ye be answered, I will none of you, for ye be false enchantresses, and as for my lady, Dame Guenever, were I at my liberty as I was, I would prove it on you or on yours, that she is the truest lady unto her lord living. Well, said the queens, is this your answer, that ye will refuse us. Yea, on my life, said Sir Launcelot, refused ye be of me. So they departed and left him there alone that made great sorrow.
“Sir knight,” the four queens said, “you need to understand that you are our prisoner, and we know very well that you are Sir Launcelot du Lake, the son of King Ban. Because we recognize your worthiness, that you are the noblest knight alive, and we also know that no lady can have your love but one, and that’s Queen Guenever. Now, you will lose her forever, and she will lose you. Therefore, you must choose one of us four. I am Queen Morgan le Fay, queen of the land of Gore, and here are the queen of Northgalis, the queen of Eastland, and the queen of the Out Isles. Now, choose one of us as your lover, or else you will die in this prison. “This is a difficult situation,” said Sir Launcelot. “Either I must die or choose one of you. However, I would rather die in this prison with honor than have one of you as my lover against my will. So, my answer is that I will have none of you, for you are deceitful enchantresses. As for my lady, Dame Guenever, if I were free as I once was, I would prove to you or yours that she is the truest lady to her lord alive.” “Well,” said the queens, “is this your answer, that you refuse us?” “Yes, on my life,” said Sir Launcelot, “you are refused by me.” So they left him alone, and he felt great sorrow.
CHAPTER IV.
How Sir Launcelot was delivered by
the mean of a damosel.
Right so at the noon came the damosel unto him with his dinner, and asked him what cheer. Truly, fair damosel, said Sir Launcelot, in my life days never so ill. Sir, she said, that me repenteth, but an ye will be ruled by me, I shall help you out of this distress, and ye shall have no shame nor villainy, so that ye hold me a promise. Fair damosel, I will grant you, and sore I am of these queen-sorceresses afeard, for they have destroyed many a good knight. Sir, said she, that is sooth, and for the renown and bounty that they hear of you they would have your love, and Sir, they say, your name is Sir Launcelot du Lake, the flower of knights, and they be passing wroth with you that ye have refused them. But Sir, an ye would promise me to help my father on Tuesday next coming, that hath made a tournament betwixt him and the King of Northgalis—for the last Tuesday past my father lost the field through three knights of Arthur’s court—an ye will be there on Tuesday next coming, and help my father, to-morn or prime, by the grace of God, I shall deliver you clean. Fair maiden, said Sir Launcelot, tell me what is your father’s name, and then shall I give you an answer. Sir knight, she said, my father is King Bagdemagus, that was foul rebuked at the last tournament. I know your father well, said Sir Launcelot, for a noble king and a good knight, and by the faith of my body, ye shall have my body ready to do your father and you service at that day. Sir, she said, gramercy, and to-morn await ye be ready betimes and I shall be she that shall deliver you and take you your armour and your horse, shield and spear, and hereby within this ten mile, is an abbey of white monks, there I pray you that ye me abide, and thither shall I bring my father unto you. All this shall be done, said Sir Launcelot as I am true knight.
At noon, the young lady came to him with his lunch and asked how he was doing. "Honestly, fair lady," said Sir Launcelot, "I've never been worse." "That makes me sad," she said, "but if you’ll listen to me, I can help you out of this trouble, and you won’t have to face any shame or dishonor, as long as you promise me something." "Fair lady, I promise," he replied, "because I’m really afraid of these queen sorceresses—they’ve ruined many good knights." "That’s true," she said, "and because of your reputation and kindness, they want your affection. They say your name is Sir Launcelot du Lake, the finest of knights, and they’re really angry with you because you’ve turned them down. But if you promise to help my father next Tuesday, who’s arranged a tournament against the King of Northgalis—last Tuesday, my father lost to three of Arthur’s knights—if you can be there next Tuesday and help him, I swear I will set you free tomorrow morning, with God’s grace." "Fair maiden," said Sir Launcelot, "tell me your father’s name, and I’ll give you my answer." "Sir knight," she said, "my father is King Bagdemagus, who was badly humiliated at the last tournament." "I know your father well," said Sir Launcelot, "as a noble king and a good knight, and, I swear on my life, I’ll be ready to serve both you and your father on that day." "Thank you, sir," she said, "now please be ready early tomorrow, and I’ll be the one to free you and bring your armor, horse, shield, and spear. There’s an abbey of white monks within ten miles; I ask you to stay there, and I will bring my father to you." "All of this will happen," said Sir Launcelot, "as I am a true knight."
And so she departed, and came on the morn early, and found him ready; then she brought him out of twelve locks, and brought him unto his armour, and when he was clean armed, she brought him until his own horse, and lightly he saddled him and took a great spear in his hand and so rode forth, and said, Fair damosel, I shall not fail you, by the grace of God. And so he rode into a great forest all that day, and never could find no highway and so the night fell on him, and then was he ware in a slade, of a pavilion of red sendal. By my faith, said Sir Launcelot, in that pavilion will I lodge all this night, and so there he alighted down, and tied his horse to the pavilion, and there he unarmed him, and there he found a bed, and laid him therein and fell asleep sadly.
So she left and came early in the morning, finding him ready; then she helped him out of twelve locks, and brought him to his armor. Once he was fully armored, she led him to his horse. He quickly saddled the horse, took a large spear in his hand, and rode off, saying, "Fair maiden, I won’t let you down, by the grace of God." He rode into a vast forest all day and couldn't find any roads, and as night fell, he noticed a red silk pavilion in a clearing. "By my faith," said Sir Lancelot, "I will stay in that pavilion for the night." He dismounted, tied his horse to the pavilion, removed his armor, found a bed inside, lay down, and fell into a deep sleep.
CHAPTER V.
How a knight found Sir Launcelot lying
in his leman’s bed, and how Sir Launcelot fought with the knight.
Then within an hour there came the knight to whom the pavilion ought, and he weened that his leman had lain in that bed, and so he laid him down beside Sir Launcelot, and took him in his arms and began to kiss him. And when Sir Launcelot felt a rough beard kissing him, he started out of the bed lightly, and the other knight after him, and either of them gat their swords in their hands, and out at the pavilion door went the knight of the pavilion, and Sir Launcelot followed him, and there by a little slake Sir Launcelot wounded him sore, nigh unto the death. And then he yielded him unto Sir Launcelot, and so he granted him, so that he would tell him why he came into the bed. Sir, said the knight, the pavilion is mine own, and there this night I had assigned my lady to have slept with me, and now I am likely to die of this wound. That me repenteth, said Launcelot, of your hurt, but I was adread of treason, for I was late beguiled, and therefore come on your way into your pavilion and take your rest, and as I suppose I shall staunch your blood. And so they went both into the pavilion, and anon Sir Launcelot staunched his blood.
Then within an hour, the knight who owned the pavilion arrived, thinking that his lady had been in that bed. So, he lay down beside Sir Launcelot, took him in his arms, and started to kiss him. When Sir Launcelot felt a rough beard against him, he quickly got out of bed, and the other knight followed him. Both of them grabbed their swords, and the knight from the pavilion went out, with Sir Launcelot right behind him. There, by a little stream, Sir Launcelot seriously wounded him, nearly fatally. The knight then surrendered to Sir Launcelot and agreed to tell him why he had come into the bed. "Sir," said the knight, "the pavilion is mine, and I had planned for my lady to sleep with me tonight, and now I might die from this wound." "I feel sorry for your injury," said Launcelot, "but I was afraid of betrayal because I was deceived recently. So go back to your pavilion and rest; I think I can stop your bleeding." They both went back into the pavilion, and soon Sir Launcelot stemmed the knight's bleeding.
Therewithal came the knight’s lady, that was a passing fair lady, and when she espied that her lord Belleus was sore wounded, she cried out on Sir Launcelot, and made great dole out of measure. Peace, my lady and my love, said Belleus, for this knight is a good man, and a knight adventurous, and there he told her all the cause how he was wounded; And when that I yielded me unto him, he left me goodly and hath staunched my blood. Sir, said the lady, I require thee tell me what knight ye be, and what is your name? Fair lady, he said, my name is Sir Launcelot du Lake. So me thought ever by your speech, said the lady, for I have seen you oft or this, and I know you better than ye ween. But now an ye would promise me of your courtesy, for the harms that ye have done to me and my Lord Belleus, that when he cometh unto Arthur’s court for to cause him to be made knight of the Round Table, for he is a passing good man of arms, and a mighty lord of lands of many out isles.
Then the knight's lady arrived, a truly beautiful woman, and when she saw that her lord Belleus was badly wounded, she called out to Sir Launcelot and grieved greatly. "Calm down, my lady and my love," said Belleus, "for this knight is a good man and an adventurous knight." He then explained to her how he had been wounded. "When I surrendered to him, he treated me well and stopped my bleeding." "Sir," said the lady, "please tell me who you are and your name." "Fair lady," he replied, "my name is Sir Launcelot du Lake." "I thought so by your speech," said the lady, "for I have seen you often before, and I know you better than you realize. But now, if you would be so kind, I ask you to promise me that for the harm you have caused me and my Lord Belleus, when he comes to Arthur’s court to be made a knight of the Round Table, you will support him, for he is a truly skilled warrior and a powerful lord over many lands and islands."
Fair lady, said Sir Launcelot, let him come unto the court the next high feast, and look that ye come with him, and I shall do my power, an ye prove you doughty of your hands, that ye shall have your desire. So thus within a while, as they thus talked, the night passed, and the day shone, and then Sir Launcelot armed him, and took his horse, and they taught him to the Abbey, and thither he rode within the space of two hours.
Fair lady, said Sir Launcelot, let him come to the court at the next grand feast, and make sure you come with him. I will do my best, if you prove yourself strong, to make sure you get what you want. So, while they talked like this, the night went by, and day broke. Then Sir Launcelot got dressed for battle, took his horse, and they guided him to the Abbey, and he rode there within about two hours.
CHAPTER VI.
How Sir Launcelot was received of
King Bagdemagus’ daughter, and how he made his complaint to her
father.
And soon as Sir Launcelot came within the abbey yard, the daughter of King Bagdemagus heard a great horse go on the pavement. And she then arose and yede unto a window, and there she saw Sir Launcelot, and anon she made men fast to take his horse from him and let lead him into a stable, and himself was led into a fair chamber, and unarmed him, and the lady sent him a long gown, and anon she came herself. And then she made Launcelot passing good cheer, and she said he was the knight in the world was most welcome to her. Then in all haste she sent for her father Bagdemagus that was within twelve mile of that Abbey, and afore even he came, with a fair fellowship of knights with him. And when the king was alighted off his horse he yode straight unto Sir Launcelot’s chamber and there he found his daughter, and then the king embraced Sir Launcelot in his arms, and either made other good cheer.
And as soon as Sir Launcelot entered the abbey yard, King Bagdemagus's daughter heard a horse's hooves on the pavement. She quickly got up and went to a window, where she saw Sir Launcelot. Immediately, she had some men grab his horse and lead it to the stable, while she led him into a lovely room, helped him out of his armor, and sent him a long gown. Shortly after, she came to see him herself. She made Sir Launcelot feel very welcomed and told him he was the knight she was happiest to see in the world. Then, she hurried to send for her father Bagdemagus, who was about twelve miles away from the abbey, and before evening, he arrived with a good group of knights. When the king got off his horse, he went straight to Sir Launcelot’s room and found his daughter there. The king then embraced Sir Launcelot warmly, and they exchanged friendly greetings.
Anon Sir Launcelot made his complaint unto the king how he was betrayed, and how his brother Sir Lionel was departed from him he wist not where, and how his daughter had delivered him out of prison; Therefore while I live I shall do her service and all her kindred. Then am I sure of your help, said the king, on Tuesday next coming. Yea, sir, said Sir Launcelot, I shall not fail you, for so I have promised my lady your daughter. But, sir, what knights be they of my lord Arthur’s that were with the King of Northgalis? And the king said it was Sir Mador de la Porte, and Sir Mordred and Sir Gahalantine that all for-fared my knights, for against them three I nor my knights might bear no strength. Sir, said Sir Launcelot, as I hear say that the tournament shall be here within this three mile of this abbey, ye shall send unto me three knights of yours, such as ye trust, and look that the three knights have all white shields, and I also, and no painture on the shields, and we four will come out of a little wood in midst of both parties, and we shall fall in the front of our enemies and grieve them that we may; and thus shall I not be known what knight I am.
Soon, Sir Launcelot shared his complaint with the king about how he had been betrayed, and how his brother Sir Lionel had left him without a trace, and how his daughter had rescued him from prison. "So long as I live, I will serve her and all her family," he vowed. The king replied, "I know I can count on your help, coming this Tuesday." "Yes, sir," said Sir Launcelot, "I won't let you down, as I've promised your daughter." "But, sir, which knights from my lord Arthur's side were with the King of Northgalis?" The king answered, "It was Sir Mador de la Porte, Sir Mordred, and Sir Gahalantine, who all defeated my knights. Against those three, neither I nor my knights could stand firm." "Sir," said Sir Launcelot, "I've heard that the tournament will take place within three miles of this abbey. Please send me three knights that you trust, and make sure they all carry white shields, just like mine, without any designs on them. We'll come out from a small wood between both parties and charge at our enemies to cause as much trouble as we can, so I won’t be recognized."
So they took their rest that night, and this was on the Sunday, and so the king departed, and sent unto Sir Launcelot three knights with the four white shields. And on the Tuesday they lodged them in a little leaved wood beside there the tournament should be. And there were scaffolds and holes that lords and ladies might behold and to give the prize. Then came into the field the King of Northgalis with eight score helms. And then the three knights of Arthur’s stood by themselves. Then came into the field King Bagdemagus with four score of helms. And then they feutred their spears, and came together with a great dash, and there were slain of knights at the first recounter twelve of King Bagdemagus’ party, and six of the King of Northgalis’ party, and King Bagdemagus’ party was far set aback.
So they rested that night, which was a Sunday, and then the king left and sent three knights to Sir Launcelot, carrying four white shields. On Tuesday, they settled in a small wooded area near where the tournament was to take place. There were platforms and spaces for lords and ladies to watch and award the prize. Then the King of Northgalis came into the arena with eighty knights. The three knights of Arthur stood apart. Next, King Bagdemagus entered with eighty knights. They readied their lances and charged at each other with great force, resulting in twelve knights from King Bagdemagus’s side and six from the King of Northgalis’s side being slain at the first clash, causing King Bagdemagus’s side to fall back significantly.
CHAPTER VII.
How Sir Launcelot behaved him in a
tournament, and how he met with Sir Turquine leading Sir Gaheris.
With that came Sir Launcelot du Lake, and he thrust in with his spear in the thickest of the press, and there he smote down with one spear five knights, and of four of them he brake their backs. And in that throng he smote down the King of Northgalis, and brake his thigh in that fall. All this doing of Sir Launcelot saw the three knights of Arthur’s. Yonder is a shrewd guest, said Sir Mador de la Porte, therefore have here once at him. So they encountered, and Sir Launcelot bare him down horse and man, so that his shoulder went out of lith. Now befalleth it to me to joust, said Mordred, for Sir Mador hath a sore fall. Sir Launcelot was ware of him, and gat a great spear in his hand, and met him, and Sir Mordred brake a spear upon him, and Sir Launcelot gave him such a buffet that the arson of his saddle brake, and so he flew over his horse’s tail, that his helm butted into the earth a foot and more, that nigh his neck was broken, and there he lay long in a swoon.
With that, Sir Launcelot du Lake charged in with his spear into the thick of the battle, and he took down five knights with one thrust, breaking the backs of four of them. In that chaos, he also knocked down the King of Northgalis, breaking his thigh in the process. The three knights of Arthur witnessed all of this. "There’s a fierce opponent," said Sir Mador de la Porte, "let’s go after him." So they confronted him, and Sir Launcelot took them down—both horse and rider—causing Mador's shoulder to dislocate. "Now it’s my turn to joust," said Mordred, "since Sir Mador has fallen hard." Sir Launcelot noticed him, grabbed a big spear, and met him head-on. Sir Mordred broke his spear against Launcelot, but Launcelot hit him with such force that the girth of his saddle snapped, sending him flying over his horse’s tail, with his helmet smashing into the ground a foot deep, nearly breaking his neck. He lay there for a long time in a daze.
Then came in Sir Gahalantine with a great spear and Launcelot against him, with all their strength that they might drive, that both their spears to-brast even to their hands, and then they flang out with their swords and gave many a grim stroke. Then was Sir Launcelot wroth out of measure, and then he smote Sir Gahalantine on the helm that his nose brast out on blood, and ears and mouth both, and therewith his head hung low. And therewith his horse ran away with him, and he fell down to the earth. Anon therewithal Sir Launcelot gat a great spear in his hand, and or ever that great spear brake, he bare down to the earth sixteen knights, some horse and man, and some the man and not the horse, and there was none but that he hit surely, he bare none arms that day. And then he gat another great spear, and smote down twelve knights, and the most part of them never throve after. And then the knights of the King of Northgalis would joust no more. And there the gree was given to King Bagdemagus.
Then Sir Gahalantine entered with a great spear, and Launcelot faced him, both using all their strength until their spears shattered in their hands. Then they drew their swords and exchanged many fierce blows. Sir Launcelot was incredibly angry and struck Sir Gahalantine on the helmet, causing his nose to bleed, along with his ears and mouth, leaving his head hanging low. At that, his horse bolted, and he fell to the ground. Immediately, Sir Launcelot grabbed a huge spear, and before that spear broke, he took down sixteen knights, some with their horses and some just the knights themselves, and he hit every single one; he bore no arms that day. Then he got another great spear and brought down twelve more knights, most of whom never recovered afterward. After that, the knights of the King of Northgalis no longer wanted to joust. In the end, the victory was awarded to King Bagdemagus.
So either party departed unto his own place, and Sir Launcelot rode forth with King Bagdemagus unto his castle, and there he had passing good cheer both with the king and with his daughter, and they proffered him great gifts. And on the morn he took his leave, and told the king that he would go and seek his brother Sir Lionel, that went from him when that he slept, so he took his horse, and betaught them all to God. And there he said unto the king’s daughter, If ye have need any time of my service I pray you let me have knowledge, and I shall not fail you as I am true knight. And so Sir Launcelot departed, and by adventure he came into the same forest there he was taken sleeping. And in the midst of a highway he met a damosel riding on a white palfrey, and there either saluted other. Fair damosel, said Sir Launcelot, know ye in this country any adventures? Sir knight, said that damosel, here are adventures near hand, an thou durst prove them. Why should I not prove adventures? said Sir Launcelot for that cause come I hither. Well, said she, thou seemest well to be a good knight, and if thou dare meet with a good knight, I shall bring thee where is the best knight, and the mightiest that ever thou found, so thou wilt tell me what is thy name, and what knight thou art. Damosel, as for to tell thee my name I take no great force; truly my name is Sir Launcelot du Lake. Sir, thou beseemest well, here be adventures by that fall for thee, for hereby dwelleth a knight that will not be overmatched for no man I know but ye overmatch him, and his name is Sir Turquine. And, as I understand, he hath in his prison, of Arthur’s court, good knights three score and four, that he hath won with his own hands. But when ye have done that journey ye shall promise me as ye are a true knight for to go with me, and to help me and other damosels that are distressed daily with a false knight. All your intent, damosel, and desire I will fulfil, so ye will bring me unto this knight. Now, fair knight, come on your way; and so she brought him unto the ford and the tree where hung the basin.
So each of them went their separate ways, and Sir Launcelot rode off with King Bagdemagus to his castle, where he was warmly welcomed by both the king and his daughter, who offered him generous gifts. The next morning, he took his leave and told the king he was going to look for his brother Sir Lionel, who had left while he was sleeping. He mounted his horse and entrusted them all to God. He also said to the king’s daughter, "If you ever need my help, please let me know, and I will come through for you as I am a true knight." And with that, Sir Launcelot left. By chance, he came to the same forest where he had been captured while sleeping. In the middle of a highway, he met a damsel riding a white horse, and they greeted each other. "Fair damsel," said Sir Launcelot, "do you know of any adventures in this area?" "Sir knight," replied the damsel, "there are adventures close by if you dare to take them on." "Why should I not take on adventures?" said Sir Launcelot. "That's why I'm here." "Well," she said, "you seem like a good knight, and if you’re brave enough to face a good knight, I can take you to the strongest knight you’ve ever met, if you tell me your name and what kind of knight you are." "Damsel, I don’t mind telling you my name; it’s Sir Launcelot du Lake." "Sir, you seem deserving of this; there are adventures awaiting you here because there lives a knight who cannot be beaten by anyone I know, except you, and his name is Sir Turquine. As I understand it, he has captured sixty-four good knights from Arthur’s court with his own hands. But once you've completed this challenge, you must promise me, as a true knight, to come with me and help me and other damsels who are constantly troubled by a false knight." "I will fulfill whatever you desire, damsel, as long as you bring me to this knight." "Now, brave knight, let’s go," and she led him to the crossing and the tree where the basin was hanging.
So Sir Launcelot let his horse drink, and then he beat on the basin with the butt of his spear so hard with all his might till the bottom fell out, and long he did so, but he saw nothing. Then he rode endlong the gates of that manor nigh half-an-hour. And then was he ware of a great knight that drove an horse afore him, and overthwart the horse there lay an armed knight bound. And ever as they came near and near, Sir Launcelot thought he should know him. Then Sir Launcelot was ware that it was Sir Gaheris, Gawaine’s brother, a knight of the Table Round. Now, fair damosel, said Sir Launcelot, I see yonder cometh a knight fast bounden that is a fellow of mine, and brother he is unto Sir Gawaine. And at the first beginning I promise you, by the leave of God, to rescue that knight; but if his master sit better in the saddle I shall deliver all the prisoners that he hath out of danger, for I am sure he hath two brethren of mine prisoners with him. By that time that either had seen other, they gripped their spears unto them. Now, fair knight, said Sir Launcelot, put that wounded knight off the horse, and let him rest awhile, and let us two prove our strengths; for as it is informed me, thou doest and hast done great despite and shame unto knights of the Round Table, and therefore now defend thee. An thou be of the Table Round, said Turquine, I defy thee and all thy fellowship. That is overmuch said, said Sir Launcelot.
So Sir Launcelot let his horse drink, and then he slammed the basin with the end of his spear with all his strength until the bottom fell out, doing this for a long time, but he saw nothing. Then he rode along the manor gates for nearly half an hour. Soon, he noticed a great knight driving a horse ahead of him, with an armed knight bound across the horse. As they got closer, Sir Launcelot thought he recognized him. Then he realized it was Sir Gaheris, Gawaine’s brother, a knight of the Round Table. “Now, fair damsel,” said Sir Launcelot, “I see a knight fast bound who is one of my fellows, and he is the brother of Sir Gawaine. At the very start, I promise you, with God's permission, to rescue that knight; but if his master is better in the saddle, I will free all the prisoners he has from danger, for I am sure he has two of my brothers held captive. By the time either had seen the other, they gripped their spears. “Now, fair knight,” said Sir Launcelot, “get that wounded knight off the horse and let him rest for a while, so you and I can test our strength; for I've been informed that you do and have done great harm and shame to knights of the Round Table, so now defend yourself.” “If you are of the Round Table,” said Turquine, “I defy you and all your comrades.” “That’s too much to say,” replied Sir Launcelot.
CHAPTER VIII.
How Sir Launcelot and Sir Turquine
fought together.
And then they put their spears in the rests, and came together with their horses as fast as they might run, and either smote other in midst of their shields, that both their horses’ backs brast under them, and the knights were both stonied. And as soon as they might avoid their horses, they took their shields afore them, and drew out their swords, and came together eagerly, and either gave other many strong strokes, for there might neither shields nor harness hold their strokes. And so within a while they had both grimly wounds, and bled passing grievously. Thus they fared two hours or more trasing and rasing either other, where they might hit any bare place.
Then they placed their spears in the rests and charged at each other as fast as their horses could run, striking one another in the middle of their shields, causing both horses to collapse beneath them, and the knights were stunned. As soon as they could escape their horses, they put their shields in front of them, drew their swords, and rushed at each other eagerly, landing many powerful blows, as neither shields nor armor could withstand their strikes. Before long, they both had serious wounds and were bleeding heavily. They battled fiercely for two hours or more, hitting each other wherever they found an unprotected spot.
Then at the last they were breathless both, and stood leaning on their swords. Now fellow, said Sir Turquine, hold thy hand a while, and tell me what I shall ask thee. Say on. Then Turquine said, Thou art the biggest man that ever I met withal, and the best breathed, and like one knight that I hate above all other knights; so be it that thou be not he I will lightly accord with thee, and for thy love I will deliver all the prisoners that I have, that is three score and four, so thou wilt tell me thy name. And thou and I we will be fellows together, and never to fail thee while that I live. It is well said, said Sir Launcelot, but sithen it is so that I may have thy friendship, what knight is he that thou so hatest above all other? Faithfully, said Sir Turquine, his name is Sir Launcelot du Lake, for he slew my brother, Sir Carados, at the dolorous tower, that was one of the best knights alive; and therefore him I except of all knights, for may I once meet with him, the one of us shall make an end of other, I make mine avow. And for Sir Launcelot’s sake I have slain an hundred good knights, and as many I have maimed all utterly that they might never after help themselves, and many have died in prison, and yet have I three score and four, and all shall be delivered so thou wilt tell me thy name, so be it that thou be not Sir Launcelot.
Then at last, they were both out of breath and leaning on their swords. "Now, my friend," said Sir Turquine, "hold on for a moment and let me ask you something. Go ahead." Turquine said, "You are the largest man I have ever met, and you have the best stamina, like a knight I despise more than any other. If you aren't him, I'll agree with you easily, and out of respect for you, I will release all the prisoners I have, which is sixty-four, if you tell me your name. You and I will be friends, and I will never let you down as long as I live." "That sounds good," said Sir Launcelot, "but since I might gain your friendship, which knight do you hate above all others?" "Honestly," said Sir Turquine, "his name is Sir Launcelot du Lake, because he killed my brother, Sir Carados, at the dolorous tower, who was one of the best knights alive; so I hold him in particular contempt. If I ever meet him, one of us will end the other, I swear it. In my quest for vengeance against Sir Launcelot, I have slain a hundred good knights, and just as many I have severely injured so they could never recover, and many have died in prison. Still, I have sixty-four prisoners left, and they will all be released if you tell me your name, provided you are not Sir Launcelot."
Now, see I well, said Sir Launcelot, that such a man I might be, I might have peace, and such a man I might be, that there should be war mortal betwixt us. And now, sir knight, at thy request I will that thou wit and know that I am Launcelot du Lake, King Ban’s son of Benwick, and very knight of the Table Round. And now I defy thee, and do thy best. Ah, said Turquine, Launcelot, thou art unto me most welcome that ever was knight, for we shall never depart till the one of us be dead. Then they hurtled together as two wild bulls rushing and lashing with their shields and swords, that sometime they fell both over their noses. Thus they fought still two hours and more, and never would have rest, and Sir Turquine gave Sir Launcelot many wounds that all the ground thereas they fought was all bespeckled with blood.
“Now, I see clearly,” said Sir Launcelot, “that I could be such a man, one who could find peace, and I could also be a man who brings about a fierce war between us. And now, knight, at your request, let me tell you that I am Launcelot du Lake, King Ban’s son of Benwick, and a true knight of the Round Table. So now, I challenge you, and give it your all.” “Ah,” said Turquine, “Launcelot, you are the most welcome knight I have ever encountered, for we will not part until one of us is dead.” Then they charged at each other like two wild bulls, clashing with their shields and swords, and sometimes they both fell on their faces. They fought like this for over two hours without rest, and Sir Turquine dealt many blows to Sir Launcelot, so much so that the ground where they fought was covered in blood.
CHAPTER IX.
How Sir Turquine was slain, and how
Sir Launcelot bade Sir Gaheris deliver all the prisoners.
Then at the last Sir Turquine waxed faint, and gave somewhat aback, and bare his shield low for weariness. That espied Sir Launcelot, and leapt upon him fiercely and gat him by the beaver of his helmet, and plucked him down on his knees, and anon he raced off his helm, and smote his neck in sunder. And when Sir Launcelot had done this, he yode unto the damosel and said, Damosel, I am ready to go with you where ye will have me, but I have no horse. Fair sir, said she, take this wounded knight’s horse and send him into this manor, and command him to deliver all the prisoners. So Sir Launcelot went unto Gaheris, and prayed him not to be aggrieved for to lend him his horse. Nay, fair lord, said Gaheris, I will that ye take my horse at your own commandment, for ye have both saved me and my horse, and this day I say ye are the best knight in the world, for ye have slain this day in my sight the mightiest man and the best knight except you that ever I saw, and, fair sir, said Gaheris, I pray you tell me your name. Sir, my name is Sir Launcelot du Lake, that ought to help you of right for King Arthur’s sake, and in especial for my lord Sir Gawaine’s sake, your own dear brother; and when that ye come within yonder manor, I am sure ye shall find there many knights of the Round Table, for I have seen many of their shields that I know on yonder tree. There is Kay’s shield, and Sir Brandel’s shield, and Sir Marhaus’ shield, and Sir Galind’s shield, and Sir Brian de Listnois’ shield, and Sir Aliduke’s shield, with many more that I am not now advised of, and also my two brethren’s shields, Sir Ector de Maris and Sir Lionel; wherefore I pray you greet them all from me, and say that I bid them take such stuff there as they find, and that in any wise my brethren go unto the court and abide me there till that I come, for by the feast of Pentecost I cast me to be there, for as at this time I must ride with this damosel for to save my promise.
Then at last, Sir Turquine grew weak, took a step back, and lowered his shield out of exhaustion. Sir Launcelot noticed this, lunged at him fiercely, grabbed him by the chin of his helmet, and forced him down onto his knees. Immediately, he removed his helmet and struck his neck, killing him instantly. Once Sir Launcelot had done this, he went to the lady and said, "Lady, I’m ready to go wherever you wish, but I don’t have a horse." "Please, sir," she replied, "take this wounded knight’s horse and send him to that manor, and tell him to release all the prisoners." So Sir Launcelot approached Gaheris and asked him not to be upset about lending him his horse. "No, kind sir," Gaheris said, "I want you to take my horse as you see fit, for you have saved both me and my horse. Today, I say you are the best knight in the world, for you have defeated the mightiest man and the best knight I’ve ever seen, besides yourself. And, please, tell me your name." "Sir, my name is Sir Launcelot du Lake, and I have a right to assist you for the sake of King Arthur, and especially for my lord Sir Gawaine, your dear brother. When you reach that manor, I’m sure you’ll find many knights of the Round Table there, as I have seen many of their shields hanging on that tree. There’s Kay’s shield, and Sir Brandel’s shield, and Sir Marhaus’ shield, and Sir Galind’s shield, and Sir Brian de Listnois’ shield, and Sir Aliduke’s shield, along with many others I can’t recall right now, including my two brothers’ shields, Sir Ector de Maris and Sir Lionel. So please, send them all my regards and let them know to take whatever they can find there, and that my brothers should go to the court and wait for me until I arrive. I plan to be there by the feast of Pentecost, as I must ride with this lady to keep my promise."
And so he departed from Gaheris, and Gaheris yede in to the manor, and there he found a yeoman porter keeping there many keys. Anon withal Sir Gaheris threw the porter unto the ground and took the keys from him, and hastily he opened the prison door, and there he let out all the prisoners, and every man loosed other of their bonds. And when they saw Sir Gaheris, all they thanked him, for they weened that he was wounded. Not so, said Gaheris, it was Launcelot that slew him worshipfully with his own hands. I saw it with mine own eyes. And he greeteth you all well, and prayeth you to haste you to the court; and as unto Sir Lionel and Ector de Maris he prayeth you to abide him at the court. That shall we not do, says his brethren, we will find him an we may live. So shall I, said Sir Kay, find him or I come at the court, as I am true knight.
And so he left Gaheris, who went into the manor, where he found a yeoman porter guarding many keys. Without hesitation, Sir Gaheris knocked the porter to the ground and took the keys from him. Quickly, he opened the prison door and released all the prisoners, who each helped one another remove their bonds. When the prisoners saw Sir Gaheris, they all thanked him, believing he was wounded. Not really, said Gaheris; it was Launcelot who honorably killed him with his own hands. I saw it with my own eyes. He sends his best wishes to all of you and asks you to hurry to the court; and as for Sir Lionel and Ector de Maris, he asks you to wait for him at the court. We won’t do that, said his brothers; we will find him if we can survive. I will, said Sir Kay, find him before I arrive at the court, as I am a true knight.
Then all those knights sought the house thereas the armour was, and then they armed them, and every knight found his own horse, and all that ever longed unto him. And when this was done, there came a forester with four horses laden with fat venison. Anon, Sir Kay said, Here is good meat for us for one meal, for we had not many a day no good repast. And so that venison was roasted, baken, and sodden, and so after supper some abode there all night, but Sir Lionel and Ector de Maris and Sir Kay rode after Sir Launcelot to find him if they might.
Then all the knights headed to the place where the armor was, and they put on their gear, with each knight finding his own horse, along with everything he needed. Once that was taken care of, a forester arrived with four horses carrying plenty of fresh game. Immediately, Sir Kay said, "This is great food for us for one meal, since we haven't had a decent meal in quite a while." So, they roasted, baked, and boiled the venison, and after dinner, some stayed there for the night, but Sir Lionel, Ector de Maris, and Sir Kay rode off to find Sir Launcelot if they could.
CHAPTER X.
How Sir Launcelot rode with a damosel
and slew a knight that distressed all ladies and also a villain that kept a
bridge.
Now turn we unto Sir Launcelot, that rode with the damosel in a fair highway. Sir, said the damosel, here by this way haunteth a knight that distressed all ladies and gentlewomen, and at the least he robbeth them or lieth by them. What, said Sir Launcelot, is he a thief and a knight and a ravisher of women? he doth shame unto the order of knighthood, and contrary unto his oath; it is pity that he liveth. But, fair damosel, ye shall ride on afore, yourself, and I will keep myself in covert, and if that he trouble you or distress you I shall be your rescue and learn him to be ruled as a knight.
Now let's talk about Sir Launcelot, who was riding with the lady on a nice road. "Sir," said the lady, "there’s a knight who hangs around here that harasses all ladies and gentlewomen. At the very least, he either robs them or assaults them." "What?" Sir Launcelot exclaimed. "Is he a thief, a knight, and a woman attacker? He brings shame to knighthood and goes against his oath; it's a disgrace that he’s still alive. But, dear lady, you should ride on ahead, and I’ll hide out of sight. If he bothers you or causes you trouble, I will come to your rescue and teach him how a knight should act."
So the maid rode on by the way a soft ambling pace, and within a while came out that knight on horseback out of the wood, and his page with him, and there he put the damosel from her horse, and then she cried. With that came Launcelot as fast as he might till he came to that knight, saying, O thou false knight and traitor unto knighthood, who did learn thee to distress ladies and gentlewomen? When the knight saw Sir Launcelot thus rebuking him he answered not, but drew his sword and rode unto Sir Launcelot, and Sir Launcelot threw his spear from him, and drew out his sword, and struck him such a buffet on the helmet that he clave his head and neck unto the throat. Now hast thou thy payment that long thou hast deserved! That is truth, said the damosel, for like as Sir Turquine watched to destroy knights, so did this knight attend to destroy and distress ladies, damosels, and gentlewomen, and his name was Sir Peris de Forest Savage. Now, damosel, said Sir Launcelot, will ye any more service of me? Nay, sir, she said, at this time, but almighty Jesu preserve you wheresomever ye ride or go, for the curteist knight thou art, and meekest unto all ladies and gentlewomen, that now liveth. But one thing, sir knight, methinketh ye lack, ye that are a knight wifeless, that he will not love some maiden or gentlewoman, for I could never hear say that ever ye loved any of no manner degree, and that is great pity; but it is noised that ye love Queen Guenever, and that she hath ordained by enchantment that ye shall never love none other but her, nor none other damosel nor lady shall rejoice you; wherefore many in this land, of high estate and low, make great sorrow.
So the maid rode on at a gentle pace, and after a while, that knight emerged from the woods on horseback, accompanied by his page. He helped the damosel down from her horse, and then she screamed. At that moment, Launcelot rushed as fast as he could until he reached the knight, shouting, "You false knight and traitor to knighthood, who taught you to harm ladies and gentlewomen?" When the knight saw Sir Launcelot condemning him, he didn’t respond but drew his sword and charged at Sir Launcelot. Sir Launcelot tossed aside his spear, drew his sword, and delivered such a blow to the knight’s helmet that it split his head and neck down to the throat. "Now you’ve got the punishment you’ve long deserved!" "That’s true," said the damosel, "for just as Sir Turquine waited to destroy knights, this knight sought to harm and distress ladies, damosels, and gentlewomen. His name was Sir Peris de Forest Savage." "Now, damosel," said Sir Launcelot, "do you want anything else from me?" "No, sir," she replied, "not this time. But may Almighty Jesus protect you wherever you ride or go, for you are the kindest and most humble knight toward all ladies and gentlewomen alive today. But there’s one thing, sir knight, I think you’re missing. As a knight without a wife, you should love some maiden or gentlewoman, since I’ve never heard of you loving anyone of any sort, which is a great pity. But it’s rumored that you love Queen Guenever, and that she has enchanted you so you will never love anyone else but her, nor will any other damosel or lady bring you joy; because of this, many people in this land, both high and low, are very sorrowful."
Fair damosel, said Sir Launcelot, I may not warn people to speak of me what it pleaseth them; but for to be a wedded man, I think it not; for then I must couch with her, and leave arms and tournaments, battles, and adventures; and as for to say for to take my pleasaunce with paramours, that will I refuse in principal for dread of God; for knights that be adventurous or lecherous shall not be happy nor fortunate unto the wars, for other they shall be overcome with a simpler knight than they be themselves, other else they shall by unhap and their cursedness slay better men than they be themselves. And so who that useth paramours shall be unhappy, and all thing is unhappy that is about them.
"Fair lady," said Sir Launcelot, "I can't control what people say about me, but I don’t plan on getting married. If I did, it would mean I’d have to lay with her and give up my sword, tournaments, battles, and adventures. As for taking pleasure with lovers, I refuse that completely out of fear of God. Knights who are reckless or lustful won’t find happiness or success in war; they'll either be defeated by a lesser knight or, through misfortune and their own wrongdoing, end up harming better men than themselves. So, anyone who pursues affairs will be unfortunate, and everything connected to them will be cursed."
And so Sir Launcelot and she departed. And then he rode in a deep forest two days and more, and had strait lodging. So on the third day he rode over a long bridge, and there stert upon him suddenly a passing foul churl, and he smote his horse on the nose that he turned about, and asked him why he rode over that bridge without his licence. Why should I not ride this way? said Sir Launcelot, I may not ride beside. Thou shalt not choose, said the churl, and lashed at him with a great club shod with iron. Then Sir Launcelot drew his sword and put the stroke aback, and clave his head unto the paps. At the end of the bridge was a fair village, and all the people, men and women, cried on Sir Launcelot, and said, A worse deed didst thou never for thyself, for thou hast slain the chief porter of our castle. Sir Launcelot let them say what they would, and straight he went into the castle; and when he came into the castle he alighted, and tied his horse to a ring on the wall and there he saw a fair green court, and thither he dressed him, for there him thought was a fair place to fight in. So he looked about, and saw much people in doors and windows that said, Fair knight, thou art unhappy.
So Sir Launcelot and she left. He then rode through a deep forest for more than two days, finding little shelter. On the third day, he crossed a long bridge, and out of nowhere, a nasty peasant charged at him, hitting his horse on the nose so it spun around. The peasant demanded to know why he crossed the bridge without permission. "Why shouldn't I ride this way?" replied Sir Launcelot. "I can't ride beside it." "You don’t get to decide," the churl shouted, swinging a heavy, iron-tipped club at him. Sir Launcelot drew his sword, deflected the blow, and split the peasant’s head in two. At the end of the bridge was a beautiful village, and the townspeople, both men and women, cried out to Sir Launcelot, saying, "You’ve never done a worse deed than this; you’ve killed the chief gatekeeper of our castle." Sir Launcelot ignored their words and walked straight into the castle. Once inside, he dismounted and tied his horse to a ring on the wall, where he noticed a lovely green courtyard. He decided to go there, thinking it would be a good place to fight. As he looked around, he saw many people watching from doors and windows, lamenting, "Fair knight, you're in trouble."
CHAPTER XI.
How Sir Launcelot slew two giants,
and made a castle free.
Anon withal came there upon him two great giants, well armed all save the heads, with two horrible clubs in their hands. Sir Launcelot put his shield afore him and put the stroke away of the one giant, and with his sword he clave his head asunder. When his fellow saw that, he ran away as he were wood, for fear of the horrible strokes, and Launcelot after him with all his might, and smote him on the shoulder, and clave him to the navel. Then Sir Launcelot went into the hall, and there came afore him three score ladies and damosels, and all kneeled unto him, and thanked God and him of their deliverance; For sir, said they, the most party of us have been here this seven year their prisoners, and we have worked all manner of silk works for our meat, and we are all great gentlewomen born; and blessed be the time, knight, that ever thou be born, for thou hast done the most worship that ever did knight in this world, that will we bear record, and we all pray you to tell us your name, that we may tell our friends who delivered us out of prison. Fair damosel, he said, my name is Sir Launcelot du Lake. Ah, sir, said they all, well mayest thou be he, for else save yourself, as we deemed, there might never knight have the better of these two giants; for many fair knights have assayed it, and here have ended, and many times have we wished after you, and these two giants dread never knight but you. Now may ye say, said Sir Launcelot, unto your friends how and who hath delivered you, and greet them all from me, and if that I come in any of your marches, show me such cheer as ye have cause, and what treasure that there in this castle is I give it you for a reward for your grievance, and the lord that is owner of this castle I would he received it as is right. Fair sir, said they, the name of this castle is Tintagil, and a duke ought it sometime that had wedded fair Igraine, and after wedded her Uther Pendragon, and gat on her Arthur. Well, said Sir Launcelot, I understand to whom this castle longeth; and so he departed from them, and betaught them unto God.
Soon after, two huge giants appeared before him, heavily armed except for their heads, each wielding a massive club. Sir Launcelot raised his shield to deflect one giant's strike and then split his head in two with his sword. When the other giant saw this, he fled in a panic, terrified of the brutal blows, and Launcelot chased him down, striking him on the shoulder and cleaving him in half at the navel. After that, Sir Launcelot entered the hall where sixty ladies and maidens came before him, all kneeling and thanking God and him for their freedom. "Sir," they said, "most of us have been prisoners here for seven years, forced to weave silk for our food, and we are all noblewomen by birth. Blessed be the time, knight, when you were born, for you have accomplished the greatest feat any knight has achieved in this world, and we will bear witness to it. Please tell us your name so we can inform our friends who rescued us from captivity." "Fair maiden," he replied, "my name is Sir Launcelot du Lake." "Ah, sir," they all exclaimed, "you must indeed be him, for we believed no other knight could have bested these two giants. Many brave knights have tried and failed, and we have wished for your arrival many times; these two giants feared no other knight but you. Now you can tell your friends how you delivered us, and greet them all from me. If I visit your lands, treat me as you should, and any treasure in this castle I give to you as a reward for your suffering, and may the lord of this castle receive it as is proper." "Fair sir," they replied, "this castle is called Tintagil, which once belonged to a duke who married the beautiful Igraine, and later she married Uther Pendragon, who fathered Arthur." "Well," said Sir Launcelot, "I understand to whom this castle belongs," and then he took his leave, entrusting them to God.
And then he mounted upon his horse, and rode into many strange and wild countries, and through many waters and valleys, and evil was he lodged. And at the last by fortune him happened, against a night, to come to a fair courtelage, and therein he found an old gentlewoman that lodged him with good will, and there he had good cheer for him and his horse. And when time was, his host brought him into a fair garret, over the gate, to his bed. There Sir Launcelot unarmed him, and set his harness by him, and went to bed, and anon he fell asleep. So, soon after, there came one on horseback, and knocked at the gate in great haste, and when Sir Launcelot heard this, he arose up and looked out at the window, and saw by the moonlight three knights came riding after that one man, and all three lashed on him at once with swords, and that one knight turned on them knightly again, and defended him. Truly, said Sir Launcelot, yonder one knight shall I help, for it were shame for me to see three knights on one, and if he be slain I am partner of his death; and therewith he took his harness, and went out at a window by a sheet down to the four knights, and then Sir Launcelot said on high, Turn you knights unto me, and leave your fighting with that knight. And then they all three left Sir Kay, and turned unto Sir Launcelot, and there began great battle, for they alighted all three, and struck many great strokes at Sir Launcelot, and assailed him on every side. Then Sir Kay dressed him for to have holpen Sir Launcelot. Nay, sir, said he, I will none of your help; therefore as ye will have my help, let me alone with them. Sir Kay, for the pleasure of the knight, suffered him for to do his will, and so stood aside. And then anon within six strokes, Sir Launcelot had stricken them to the earth.
And then he got on his horse and rode through many strange and wild lands, crossing many rivers and valleys, and he was poorly received along the way. Eventually, by chance one evening, he arrived at a nice inn, where he found an older woman who welcomed him kindly, providing good food and care for him and his horse. When it was time for bed, his host led him to a nice room above the entrance. There, Sir Launcelot took off his armor and set it beside him, then went to bed and quickly fell asleep. Soon after, someone arrived on horseback and knocked urgently at the gate. When Sir Launcelot heard this, he got up and looked out the window, seeing three knights pursuing one man by moonlight. All three attacked him at once with swords, but the lone knight fought back bravely in defense. Sir Launcelot thought, I must help that knight; it would be a disgrace to watch three knights attack one, and if he gets killed, I'll share in his death. So he put on his armor and climbed out of the window using a sheet to reach the ground where the four knights were. Looking at them, Sir Launcelot called out loudly, "Turn to me, knights, and stop fighting that other knight!" They all shifted their attention from Sir Kay and focused on Sir Launcelot, igniting a fierce battle. The three knights dismounted and launched many hard blows at Sir Launcelot, attacking him from all sides. Then Sir Kay prepared to assist Sir Launcelot. "No, I don’t need your help," he replied. "If you want my assistance, just let me handle them on my own." For the sake of the knight, Sir Kay stepped aside and allowed him to do as he wished. Soon after, within just six strikes, Sir Launcelot had knocked them all to the ground.
And then they all three cried: Sir knight, we yield us unto you as a man of might makeless. As to that, said Sir Launcelot, I will not take your yielding unto me. But so that ye will yield you unto Sir Kay the Seneschal, on that covenant I will save your lives, and else not. Fair knight, said they, that were we loath to do; for as for Sir Kay, we chased him hither, and had overcome him had not ye been, therefore to yield us unto him it were no reason. Well, as to that, said Launcelot, advise you well, for ye may choose whether ye will die or live, for an ye be yolden it shall be unto Sir Kay. Fair knight, then they said, in saving of our lives we will do as thou commandest us. Then shall ye, said Sir Launcelot, on Whitsunday next coming, go unto the court of King Arthur, and there shall ye yield you unto Queen Guenever, and put you all three in her grace and mercy, and say that Sir Kay sent you thither to be her prisoners. Sir, they said, it shall be done by the faith of our bodies, an we be living, and there they swore every knight upon his sword. And so Sir Launcelot suffered them so to depart. And then Sir Launcelot knocked at the gate with the pommel of his sword, and with that came his host, and in they entered Sir Kay and he. Sir, said his host, I weened ye had been in your bed. So I was, said Sir Launcelot, but I rose and leapt out at my window for to help an old fellow of mine. And so when they came nigh the light, Sir Kay knew well that it was Sir Launcelot, and therewith he kneeled down and thanked him of all his kindness that he had holpen him twice from the death. Sir, he said, I have nothing done but that me ought for to do, and ye are welcome, and here shall ye repose you and take your rest.
And then they all three shouted: "Sir knight, we submit to you as an unbeatable man." To that, Sir Launcelot responded, "I won't accept your surrender. But if you’re willing to yield to Sir Kay the Seneschal, then I will spare your lives. Otherwise, I can't help you." "Fair knight," they replied, "we really don’t want to do that; we chased Sir Kay here and would have defeated him if you hadn't shown up, so it makes no sense to surrender to him." "Well," said Launcelot, "think it over carefully; you can choose between living or dying, for if you surrender, it will be to Sir Kay." They then said, "To save our lives, we will do as you command." Sir Launcelot then instructed them, "On the upcoming Whitsunday, go to King Arthur's court, and there you will yield to Queen Guinevere, putting yourselves in her grace and mercy, and say that Sir Kay sent you there to be her prisoners." "Sir," they replied, "we swear by our bodies that we will do it, if we are alive," and each knight swore on his sword. So, Sir Launcelot allowed them to leave. Then Sir Launcelot knocked at the gate with the pommel of his sword, and soon his host came, and they entered together. "Sir," said his host, "I thought you were in bed." "I was," said Sir Launcelot, "but I got up and jumped out of my window to help an old friend." As they got closer to the light, Sir Kay recognized Sir Launcelot, and he knelt down, thanking him for all the times he had saved him from death. "Sir," he said, "I have done nothing but what I should do; you are welcome, and here you can rest and take a break."
So when Sir Kay was unarmed, he asked after meat; so there was meat fetched him, and he ate strongly. And when he had supped they went to their beds and were lodged together in one bed. On the morn Sir Launcelot arose early, and left Sir Kay sleeping, and Sir Launcelot took Sir Kay’s armour and his shield, and armed him, and so he went to the stable, and took his horse, and took his leave of his host, and so he departed. Then soon after arose Sir Kay and missed Sir Launcelot. And then he espied that he had his armour and his horse. Now by my faith I know well that he will grieve some of the court of King Arthur; for on him knights will be bold, and deem that it is I, and that will beguile them. And because of his armour and shield I am sure I shall ride in peace. And then soon after departed Sir Kay and thanked his host.
So when Sir Kay was unarmed, he asked for food; they brought him some, and he ate heartily. After he had dinner, they went to bed and slept in the same room. The next morning, Sir Launcelot woke up early and left Sir Kay sleeping. Sir Launcelot took Sir Kay’s armor and shield, put them on him, then went to the stable, took his horse, said goodbye to his host, and left. Soon after, Sir Kay woke up and noticed that Sir Launcelot was missing. Then he realized that his armor and horse were gone. “I know that he’ll upset some people at King Arthur’s court,” he thought, “because knights will be brave around him, thinking it’s me, which will mislead them. And since he has my armor and shield, I’m sure I’ll ride in peace.” Then Sir Kay thanked his host and left.
CHAPTER XII.
How Sir Launcelot rode disguised in
Sir Kay’s harness, and how he smote down a knight.
Now turn we unto Sir Launcelot that had ridden long in a great forest, and at the last he came into a low country, full of fair rivers and meadows. And afore him he saw a long bridge, and three pavilions stood thereon, of silk and sendal of divers hue. And without the pavilions hung three white shields on truncheons of spears, and great long spears stood upright by the pavilions, and at every pavilion’s door stood three fresh squires, and so Sir Launcelot passed by them and spake no word. When he was passed the three knights said them that it was the proud Kay; He weeneth no knight so good as he, and the contrary is ofttime proved. By my faith, said one of the knights, his name was Sir Gaunter, I will ride after him and assay him for all his pride, and ye may behold how that I speed. So this knight, Sir Gaunter, armed him, and hung his shield upon his shoulder, and mounted upon a great horse, and gat his spear in his hand, and walloped after Sir Launcelot. And when he came nigh him, he cried, Abide, thou proud knight Sir Kay, for thou shalt not pass quit. So Sir Launcelot turned him, and either feutred their spears, and came together with all their mights, and Sir Gaunter’s spear brake, but Sir Launcelot smote him down horse and man. And when Sir Gaunter was at the earth his brethren said each one to other, Yonder knight is not Sir Kay, for he is bigger than he. I dare lay my head, said Sir Gilmere, yonder knight hath slain Sir Kay and hath taken his horse and his harness. Whether it be so or no, said Sir Raynold, the third brother, let us now go mount upon our horses and rescue our brother Sir Gaunter, upon pain of death. We all shall have work enough to match that knight, for ever meseemeth by his person it is Sir Launcelot, or Sir Tristram, or Sir Pelleas, the good knight.
Now let's turn to Sir Launcelot, who had been riding for a long time in a vast forest. Eventually, he arrived in a lowland area filled with beautiful rivers and meadows. Ahead of him, he saw a long bridge where three pavilions were set up, made of silk and fine fabric in various colors. Outside the pavilions hung three white shields on spear handles, and tall spears stood upright by the pavilions. At each pavilion’s entrance stood three young squires, and as Sir Launcelot passed by, he said nothing. After he had moved on, the three knights remarked that it was the proud Sir Kay; he believes no knight is as good as he is, though that is often proven otherwise. "By my faith," said one of the knights, named Sir Gaunter, "I will ride after him and challenge him for all his pride, and you can watch how I fare." So, this knight, Sir Gaunter, armed himself, slung his shield over his shoulder, mounted a large horse, grabbed his spear, and galloped after Sir Launcelot. As he drew near, he shouted, "Stop, you proud knight Sir Kay, you will not pass without a challenge." Sir Launcelot turned to him, and they both lowered their spears, charging at each other with all their strength. Sir Gaunter's spear broke, but Sir Launcelot knocked him down, horse and rider both. When Sir Gaunter lay on the ground, his brothers looked at each other and said, "That knight is not Sir Kay; he is bigger than he is." "I bet my head," said Sir Gilmere, "that knight has slain Sir Kay and taken his horse and armor." "Whether that's true or not," said Sir Raynold, the third brother, "let’s get on our horses and rescue our brother Sir Gaunter, or we'll face death. We will all have our hands full dealing with that knight, for I suspect by his appearance that it's either Sir Launcelot, Sir Tristram, or the good knight Sir Pelleas."
Then anon they took their horses and overtook Sir Launcelot, and Sir Gilmere put forth his spear, and ran to Sir Launcelot, and Sir Launcelot smote him down that he lay in a swoon. Sir knight, said Sir Raynold, thou art a strong man, and as I suppose thou hast slain my two brethren, for the which raseth my heart sore against thee, and if I might with my worship I would not have ado with you, but needs I must take part as they do, and therefore, knight, he said, keep thyself. And so they hurtled together with all their mights, and all to-shivered both their spears. And then they drew their swords and lashed together eagerly. Anon therewith arose Sir Gaunter, and came unto his brother Sir Gilmere, and bade him, Arise, and help we our brother Sir Raynold, that yonder marvellously matched yonder good knight. Therewithal, they leapt on their horses and hurtled unto Sir Launcelot.
Then right away they took their horses and caught up with Sir Launcelot. Sir Gilmere charged with his spear and ran at Sir Launcelot, who knocked him down so hard that he fell into a faint. "Sir knight," said Sir Raynold, "you're a strong man, and I believe you've killed my two brothers, which makes me very angry with you. If I could honorably avoid it, I wouldn't want to fight you, but I must join in like they did. So, knight," he said, "prepare yourself." They then clashed with all their strength, shattering both of their spears. After that, they drew their swords and fought fiercely. Soon after, Sir Gaunter got up, went to his brother Sir Gilmere, and urged him, "Get up and let's help our brother Sir Raynold against that remarkable knight over there." With that, they jumped on their horses and charged at Sir Launcelot.
And when he saw them come he smote a sore stroke unto Sir Raynold, that he fell off his horse to the ground, and then he struck to the other two brethren, and at two strokes he struck them down to the earth. With that Sir Raynold began to start up with his head all bloody, and came straight unto Sir Launcelot. Now let be, said Sir Launcelot, I was not far from thee when thou wert made knight, Sir Raynold, and also I know thou art a good knight, and loath I were to slay thee. Gramercy, said Sir Raynold, as for your goodness; and I dare say as for me and my brethren, we will not be loath to yield us unto you, with that we knew your name, for well we know ye are not Sir Kay. As for that be it as it be may, for ye shall yield you unto dame Guenever, and look that ye be with her on Whitsunday, and yield you unto her as prisoners, and say that Sir Kay sent you unto her. Then they swore it should be done, and so passed forth Sir Launcelot, and each one of the brethren holp other as well as they might.
And when he saw them coming, he dealt a powerful blow to Sir Raynold, causing him to fall off his horse and hit the ground. Then he struck the other two brothers, knocking them down with just two blows. At that moment, Sir Raynold started to get up with his head all bloody and approached Sir Launcelot. “Now hold on,” said Sir Launcelot, “I wasn’t far from you when you were made a knight, Sir Raynold, and I know you’re a good knight. I would hate to kill you.” “Thank you for your kindness,” said Sir Raynold, “and I can assure you that my brothers and I won’t hesitate to surrender to you, now that we know your name. We know you’re not Sir Kay.” “That may be so, but you will surrender to Lady Guinevere, and make sure you’re with her on Whitsun and present yourselves to her as prisoners, saying that Sir Kay sent you to her.” They all swore it would be done, and then Sir Launcelot rode away, and each of the brothers helped one another as best they could.
CHAPTER XIII.
How Sir Launcelot jousted against
four knights of the Round Table and overthrew them.
So Sir Launcelot rode into a deep forest, and thereby in a slade, he saw four knights hoving under an oak, and they were of Arthur’s court, one was Sir Sagramour le Desirous, and Ector de Maris, and Sir Gawaine, and Sir Uwaine. Anon as these four knights had espied Sir Launcelot, they weened by his arms it had been Sir Kay. Now by my faith, said Sir Sagramour, I will prove Sir Kay’s might, and gat his spear in his hand, and came toward Sir Launcelot. Therewith Sir Launcelot was ware and knew him well, and feutred his spear against him, and smote Sir Sagramour so sore that horse and man fell both to the earth. Lo, my fellows, said he, yonder ye may see what a buffet he hath; that knight is much bigger than ever was Sir Kay. Now shall ye see what I may do to him. So Sir Ector gat his spear in his hand and walloped toward Sir Launcelot, and Sir Launcelot smote him through the shield and shoulder, that man and horse went to the earth, and ever his spear held.
So Sir Launcelot rode into a deep forest, and there in a clearing, he saw four knights hanging out under an oak tree. They were from Arthur’s court: one was Sir Sagramour le Desirous, another was Ector de Maris, and then there was Sir Gawaine and Sir Uwaine. As soon as these four knights spotted Sir Launcelot, they thought, based on his armor, that he was Sir Kay. “By my faith,” said Sir Sagramour, “I’ll test Sir Kay’s strength,” and he grabbed his spear and rode towards Sir Launcelot. When Sir Launcelot noticed him, he recognized him immediately and readied his spear against him, striking Sir Sagramour so hard that both horse and knight fell to the ground. “Look, my friends,” he said, “there you can see how strong a hit he received; that knight is much larger than Sir Kay ever was. Now you’ll see what I can do to him.” Then Sir Ector took up his spear and charged at Sir Launcelot, who hit him through the shield and shoulder, sending both man and horse down, and his spear remained intact.
By my faith, said Sir Uwaine, yonder is a strong knight, and I am sure he hath slain Sir Kay; and I see by his great strength it will be hard to match him. And therewithal, Sir Uwaine gat his spear in his hand and rode toward Sir Launcelot, and Sir Launcelot knew him well, and so he met him on the plain, and gave him such a buffet that he was astonied, that long he wist not where he was. Now see I well, said Sir Gawaine, I must encounter with that knight. Then he dressed his shield and gat a good spear in his hand, and Sir Launcelot knew him well; and then they let run their horses with all their mights, and either knight smote other in midst of the shield. But Sir Gawaine’s spear to-brast, and Sir Launcelot charged so sore upon him that his horse reversed up-so-down. And much sorrow had Sir Gawaine to avoid his horse, and so Sir Launcelot passed on a pace and smiled, and said, God give him joy that this spear made, for there came never a better in my hand.
"By my faith," said Sir Uwaine, "over there is a strong knight, and I’m sure he’s the one who killed Sir Kay; and I can tell by his great strength that it will be tough to match him." With that, Sir Uwaine grabbed his spear and rode toward Sir Launcelot, who recognized him well. They met on the plain, and Sir Launcelot struck him with such force that Sir Uwaine was stunned and didn’t know where he was for a while. "Now I see clearly," said Sir Gawaine, "I have to face that knight." He readied his shield and took a strong spear in hand, and Sir Launcelot recognized him too. Then they charged at each other with all their might, each knight hitting the other right in the middle of their shields. But Sir Gawaine’s spear broke, and Sir Launcelot hit him so hard that his horse flipped over. Sir Gawaine had a tough time getting off his horse, while Sir Launcelot passed by and smiled, saying, "God give joy to whoever made this spear, for I've never held a better one."
Then the four knights went each one to other and comforted each other. What say ye by this guest? said Sir Gawaine, that one spear hath felled us all four. We commend him unto the devil, they said all, for he is a man of great might. Ye may well say it, said Sir Gawaine, that he is a man of might, for I dare lay my head it is Sir Launcelot, I know it by his riding. Let him go, said Sir Gawaine, for when we come to the court then shall we wit; and then had they much sorrow to get their horses again.
Then the four knights went to each other and offered comfort. "What do you think about this guest?" said Sir Gawaine, "One spear has knocked all four of us down." They all agreed, saying, "We send him to the devil, for he is a man of great strength." "You can definitely say that," Sir Gawaine replied, "because I bet my head it’s Sir Launcelot; I can tell by how he rides." "Let him go," said Sir Gawaine, "because when we get to the court, we'll know for sure." After that, they struggled a lot to get their horses back.
CHAPTER XIV.
How Sir Launcelot followed a brachet
into a castle, where he found a dead knight, and how he after was required of a
damosel to heal her brother.
Now leave we there and speak of Sir Launcelot that rode a great while in a deep forest, where he saw a black brachet, seeking in manner as it had been in the feute of an hurt deer. And therewith he rode after the brachet, and he saw lie on the ground a large feute of blood. And then Sir Launcelot rode after. And ever the brachet looked behind her, and so she went through a great marsh, and ever Sir Launcelot followed. And then was he ware of an old manor, and thither ran the brachet, and so over the bridge. So Sir Launcelot rode over that bridge that was old and feeble; and when he came in midst of a great hall, there he saw lie a dead knight that was a seemly man, and that brachet licked his wounds. And therewithal came out a lady weeping and wringing her hands; and then she said, O knight, too much sorrow hast thou brought me. Why say ye so? said Sir Launcelot, I did never this knight no harm, for hither by feute of blood this brachet brought me; and therefore, fair lady, be not displeased with me, for I am full sore aggrieved of your grievance. Truly, sir, she said, I trow it be not ye that hath slain my husband, for he that did that deed is sore wounded, and he is never likely to recover, that shall I ensure him. What was your husband’s name? said Sir Launcelot. Sir, said she, his name was called Sir Gilbert the Bastard, one of the best knights of the world, and he that hath slain him I know not his name. Now God send you better comfort, said Sir Launcelot; and so he departed and went into the forest again, and there he met with a damosel, the which knew him well, and she said aloud, Well be ye found, my lord; and now I require thee, on thy knighthood, help my brother that is sore wounded, and never stinteth bleeding; for this day he fought with Sir Gilbert the Bastard and slew him in plain battle, and there was my brother sore wounded, and there is a lady a sorceress that dwelleth in a castle here beside, and this day she told me my brother’s wounds should never be whole till I could find a knight that would go into the Chapel Perilous, and there he should find a sword and a bloody cloth that the wounded knight was lapped in, and a piece of that cloth and sword should heal my brother’s wounds, so that his wounds were searched with the sword and the cloth. This is a marvellous thing, said Sir Launcelot, but what is your brother’s name? Sir, she said, his name was Sir Meliot de Logres. That me repenteth, said Sir Launcelot, for he is a fellow of the Table Round, and to his help I will do my power. Then, sir, said she, follow even this highway, and it will bring you unto the Chapel Perilous; and here I shall abide till God send you here again, and, but you speed, I know no knight living that may achieve that adventure.
Now let's leave that and talk about Sir Launcelot, who rode for a long time in a deep forest, where he saw a black hound searching as if it had been tracking an injured deer. He then rode after the hound and saw a large pool of blood on the ground. Sir Launcelot followed after it. The hound kept looking back at him as it made its way through a large marsh, and Sir Launcelot followed closely behind. Eventually, he noticed an old manor, and the hound ran there, crossing a bridge. Sir Launcelot rode over the old and shaky bridge and came into the middle of a large hall, where he saw a dead knight who was a handsome man, and the hound was licking his wounds. Just then, a lady came out weeping and wringing her hands, and she said, "Oh knight, you have caused me too much sorrow." "Why do you say that?" Sir Launcelot asked. "I never harmed this knight; I followed this hound here because of the trail of blood. So, fair lady, please don't be angry with me; I am truly sorry for your loss." "Truly, sir," she said, "I don't think it's you who killed my husband, for the one who did is badly wounded and likely won't recover, I can assure you of that." "What was your husband's name?" asked Sir Launcelot. "Sir," she replied, "his name was Sir Gilbert the Bastard, one of the finest knights in the world, and I do not know the name of his killer." "Now may God give you better comfort," said Sir Launcelot, and then he left and went back into the forest, where he met a damsel who recognized him well. She said loudly, "It's good to see you, my lord; and now I ask you, on your knighthood, to help my brother, who is badly wounded and keeps bleeding. Today he fought with Sir Gilbert the Bastard and killed him in fair battle, and my brother was seriously hurt. There is a sorceress lady who lives in a castle nearby, and today she told me my brother's wounds will never heal until I find a knight who will go into the Chapel Perilous, where he will find a sword and a bloody cloth that the wounded knight was wrapped in, and a piece of that cloth and sword will heal my brother's wounds, provided his wounds are treated with them." "That's a remarkable thing," said Sir Launcelot. "But what is your brother's name?" "Sir," she said, "his name is Sir Meliot de Logres." "That saddens me," said Sir Launcelot, "for he is one of the Knights of the Round Table, and I will do my best to help him." "Then, sir," she said, "follow this very road, and it will lead you to the Chapel Perilous; I will wait here until God sends you back, and if you don’t succeed, I know no knight alive who can accomplish that quest."
CHAPTER XV.
How Sir Launcelot came into the
Chapel Perilous and gat there of a dead corpse a piece of the cloth and a
sword.
Right so Sir Launcelot departed, and when he came unto the Chapel Perilous he alighted down, and tied his horse unto a little gate. And as soon as he was within the churchyard he saw on the front of the chapel many fair rich shields turned up-so-down, and many of the shields Sir Launcelot had seen knights bear beforehand. With that he saw by him there stand a thirty great knights, more by a yard than any man that ever he had seen, and all those grinned and gnashed at Sir Launcelot. And when he saw their countenance he dreaded him sore, and so put his shield afore him, and took his sword ready in his hand ready unto battle, and they were all armed in black harness ready with their shields and their swords drawn. And when Sir Launcelot would have gone throughout them, they scattered on every side of him, and gave him the way, and therewith he waxed all bold, and entered into the chapel, and then he saw no light but a dim lamp burning, and then was he ware of a corpse hilled with a cloth of silk. Then Sir Launcelot stooped down, and cut a piece away of that cloth, and then it fared under him as the earth had quaked a little; therewithal he feared. And then he saw a fair sword lie by the dead knight, and that he gat in his hand and hied him out of the chapel.
Right, so Sir Launcelot left, and when he arrived at the Chapel Perilous, he got off his horse and tied it to a small gate. As soon as he stepped into the churchyard, he noticed many beautiful, rich shields displayed upside down on the front of the chapel, some belonging to knights he had seen before. Then he saw standing next to him thirty large knights, taller than any man he had ever seen, all grinning and gnashing their teeth at Sir Launcelot. When he saw their faces, he felt a strong sense of fear, so he raised his shield and got his sword ready for battle, as they were all armed in black armor with their shields and swords drawn. When Sir Launcelot tried to move through them, they spread out on either side, allowing him to pass, which made him feel braver, and he entered the chapel. Inside, he saw only a dim lamp burning, and then he noticed a corpse covered with a silk cloth. Sir Launcelot bent down and cut a piece of that cloth, and suddenly it felt like the ground shook slightly; this frightened him. He then spotted a beautiful sword lying by the dead knight, which he picked up and quickly left the chapel.
Anon as ever he was in the chapel yard all the knights spake to him with a grimly voice, and said, Knight, Sir Launcelot, lay that sword from thee or else thou shalt die. Whether that I live or die, said Sir Launcelot, with no great word get ye it again, therefore fight for it an ye list. Then right so he passed throughout them, and beyond the chapel yard there met him a fair damosel, and said, Sir Launcelot, leave that sword behind thee, or thou wilt die for it. I leave it not, said Sir Launcelot, for no treaties. No, said she, an thou didst leave that sword, Queen Guenever should thou never see. Then were I a fool an I would leave this sword, said Launcelot. Now, gentle knight, said the damosel, I require thee to kiss me but once. Nay, said Sir Launcelot, that God me forbid. Well, sir, said she, an thou hadst kissed me thy life days had been done, but now, alas, she said, I have lost all my labour, for I ordained this chapel for thy sake, and for Sir Gawaine. And once I had Sir Gawaine within me, and at that time he fought with that knight that lieth there dead in yonder chapel, Sir Gilbert the Bastard; and at that time he smote the left hand off of Sir Gilbert the Bastard. And, Sir Launcelot, now I tell thee, I have loved thee this seven year, but there may no woman have thy love but Queen Guenever. But sithen I may not rejoice thee to have thy body alive, I had kept no more joy in this world but to have thy body dead. Then would I have balmed it and served it, and so have kept it my life days, and daily I should have clipped thee, and kissed thee, in despite of Queen Guenever. Ye say well, said Sir Launcelot, Jesu preserve me from your subtle crafts. And therewithal he took his horse and so departed from her. And as the book saith, when Sir Launcelot was departed she took such sorrow that she died within a fourteen night, and her name was Hellawes the sorceress, Lady of the Castle Nigramous.
As soon as he was in the chapel yard, all the knights spoke to him in a grim voice and said, "Knight, Sir Launcelot, put down that sword or you will die." Sir Launcelot replied, "Whether I live or die, I will not give it back, so fight me if you want." Then he pushed through them, and beyond the chapel yard, a beautiful maiden approached him and said, "Sir Launcelot, leave that sword behind, or you will die for it." "I won’t leave it for any negotiations," he said. "No," she replied, "if you leave that sword, you will never see Queen Guenever again." "Then I would be a fool to leave this sword," Launcelot said. "Now, kind knight," the maiden said, "I ask you to kiss me just once." "No," Sir Launcelot responded, "God forbid." "Well," she said, "if you had kissed me, your days would have been numbered, but now, alas, I have wasted my efforts, for I dedicated this chapel for your sake and for Sir Gawaine. Once I had Sir Gawaine inside me, and at that time, he fought with that knight who lies dead in yonder chapel, Sir Gilbert the Bastard; he even cut off Sir Gilbert's left hand. And, Sir Launcelot, I tell you now, I have loved you for seven years, but no woman can have your love except Queen Guenever. Since I cannot enjoy your living body, I would find no greater joy than to have your dead body. Then I would have balmed it and taken care of it, and each day I would have held you and kissed you, despite Queen Guenever." "You say well," said Sir Launcelot, "Jesus protect me from your clever tricks." With that, he mounted his horse and departed from her. As the book says, when Sir Launcelot left, she was filled with such sorrow that she died within a fortnight, and her name was Hellawes the sorceress, Lady of the Castle Nigramous.
Anon Sir Launcelot met with the damosel, Sir Meliot’s sister. And when she saw him she clapped her hands, and wept for joy. And then they rode unto a castle thereby where lay Sir Meliot. And anon as Sir Launcelot saw him he knew him, but he was passing pale, as the earth, for bleeding. When Sir Meliot saw Sir Launcelot he kneeled upon his knees and cried on high: O lord Sir Launcelot, help me! Anon Sir Launcelot leapt unto him and touched his wounds with Sir Gilbert’s sword. And then he wiped his wounds with a part of the bloody cloth that Sir Gilbert was wrapped in, and anon an wholer man in his life was he never. And then there was great joy between them, and they made Sir Launcelot all the cheer that they might, and so on the morn Sir Launcelot took his leave, and bade Sir Meliot hie him to the court of my lord Arthur, for it draweth nigh to the Feast of Pentecost, and there by the grace of God ye shall find me. And therewith they departed.
Soon, Sir Launcelot ran into the damosel, Sir Meliot’s sister. When she saw him, she clapped her hands and cried tears of joy. Then they rode to a nearby castle where Sir Meliot was. As soon as Sir Launcelot saw him, he recognized him, but he was extremely pale, like the earth, from bleeding. When Sir Meliot saw Sir Launcelot, he knelt down and shouted: "O Lord Sir Launcelot, help me!" Immediately, Sir Launcelot jumped to his side and touched his wounds with Sir Gilbert’s sword. Then he cleaned his wounds with part of the bloody cloth that Sir Gilbert had been wrapped in, and in that moment, he was healthier than he had ever been in his life. Joy filled the air between them, and they celebrated Sir Launcelot in every way they could. The next morning, Sir Launcelot took his leave and told Sir Meliot to hurry to the court of my lord Arthur, as the Feast of Pentecost was approaching, and there, by the grace of God, he would find him. With that, they parted ways.
CHAPTER XVI.
How Sir Launcelot at the request of
a lady recovered a falcon, by which he was deceived.
And so Sir Launcelot rode through many strange countries, over marshes and valleys, till by fortune he came to a fair castle, and as he passed beyond the castle him thought he heard two bells ring. And then was he ware of a falcon came flying over his head toward an high elm, and long lunes about her feet, and as she flew unto the elm to take her perch the lunes over-cast about a bough. And when she would have taken her flight she hung by the legs fast; and Sir Launcelot saw how she hung, and beheld the fair falcon perigot, and he was sorry for her.
And so Sir Launcelot rode through many strange lands, across marshes and valleys, until by chance he came to a beautiful castle. As he passed by the castle, he thought he heard two bells ringing. Then he noticed a falcon flying overhead toward a tall elm tree, with long loops around her feet. As she flew to the elm to land, the loops caught around a branch. When she tried to take off again, she was stuck by her legs. Sir Launcelot saw her in trouble and felt sorry for the beautiful falcon.
The meanwhile came a lady out of the castle and cried on high: O Launcelot, Launcelot, as thou art flower of all knights, help me to get my hawk, for an my hawk be lost my lord will destroy me; for I kept the hawk and she slipped from me, and if my lord my husband wit it he is so hasty that he will slay me. What is your lord’s name? said Sir Launcelot. Sir, she said, his name is Sir Phelot, a knight that longeth unto the King of Northgalis. Well, fair lady, since that ye know my name, and require me of knighthood to help you, I will do what I may to get your hawk, and yet God knoweth I am an ill climber, and the tree is passing high, and few boughs to help me withal. And therewith Sir Launcelot alighted, and tied his horse to the same tree, and prayed the lady to unarm him. And so when he was unarmed, he put off all his clothes unto his shirt and breech, and with might and force he clomb up to the falcon, and tied the lines to a great rotten boyshe, and threw the hawk down and it withal.
Meanwhile, a lady came out of the castle and called out loudly: "O Launcelot, Launcelot, since you are the best of all knights, help me recover my hawk. If I lose my hawk, my lord will punish me; I had the hawk and it slipped away from me, and if my husband finds out, he is so quick to anger that he will kill me." "What is your lord’s name?" asked Sir Launcelot. "Sir," she replied, "his name is Sir Phelot, a knight who serves the King of Northgalis." "Well, fair lady, since you know my name and ask for my help as a knight, I will do what I can to retrieve your hawk, though God knows I'm not a good climber, and that tree is really tall with few branches to assist me." With that, Sir Launcelot dismounted and tied his horse to the same tree, asking the lady to help him remove his armor. Once he was unarmed, he took off all his clothes down to his shirt and trousers, and with strength and effort, he climbed up to the falcon, tied the lines to a big rotten branch, and threw the hawk down with it.
Anon the lady gat the hawk in her hand; and therewithal came out Sir Phelot out of the groves suddenly, that was her husband, all armed and with his naked sword in his hand, and said: O knight Launcelot, now have I found thee as I would, and stood at the bole of the tree to slay him. Ah, lady, said Sir Launcelot, why have ye betrayed me? She hath done, said Sir Phelot, but as I commanded her, and therefore there nis none other boot but thine hour is come that thou must die. That were shame unto thee, said Sir Launcelot, thou an armed knight to slay a naked man by treason. Thou gettest none other grace, said Sir Phelot, and therefore help thyself an thou canst. Truly, said Sir Launcelot, that shall be thy shame, but since thou wilt do none other, take mine harness with thee, and hang my sword upon a bough that I may get it, and then do thy best to slay me an thou canst. Nay, nay, said Sir Phelot, for I know thee better than thou weenest, therefore thou gettest no weapon, an I may keep you therefrom. Alas, said Sir Launcelot, that ever a knight should die weaponless. And therewith he waited above him and under him, and over his head he saw a rownsepyk, a big bough leafless, and therewith he brake it off by the body. And then he came lower and awaited how his own horse stood, and suddenly he leapt on the further side of the horse, fro-ward the knight. And then Sir Phelot lashed at him eagerly, weening to have slain him. But Sir Launcelot put away the stroke with the rownsepyk, and therewith he smote him on the one side of the head, that he fell down in a swoon to the ground. So then Sir Launcelot took his sword out of his hand, and struck his neck from the body. Then cried the lady, Alas! why hast thou slain my husband? I am not causer, said Sir Launcelot, for with falsehood ye would have had slain me with treason, and now it is fallen on you both. And then she swooned as though she would die. And therewithal Sir Launcelot gat all his armour as well as he might, and put it upon him for dread of more resort, for he dreaded that the knight’s castle was so nigh. And so, as soon as he might, he took his horse and departed, and thanked God that he had escaped that adventure.
Soon, the lady held the hawk in her hand; just then, Sir Phelot, her husband, suddenly emerged from the woods, fully armed and with his drawn sword, and said: "O knight Launcelot, I've found you just as I wanted, and I will kill you." "Ah, lady," Sir Launcelot said, "why have you betrayed me?" "She has done as I commanded," Sir Phelot replied, "so there’s no other option; your time to die has come." "That would be a shame for you," said Sir Launcelot, "to kill an unarmed man through treachery." "You won't get any mercy," Sir Phelot said, "so defend yourself if you can." "Truly, that will bring you shame," Sir Launcelot replied, "but since you won't do anything else, take my armor with you and hang my sword on a branch so I can reach it, and then do your best to kill me if you can." "No, no," said Sir Phelot, "I know you better than you think, so you won’t get any weapon if I can help it." "Alas," Sir Launcelot said, "that a knight should die weaponless." With that, he looked around, and above him, he spotted a large, leafless branch and broke it off. Then he came down to see how his own horse was standing and suddenly jumped to the other side of the horse, away from the knight. Sir Phelot struck at him with great eagerness, thinking he would kill him. But Sir Launcelot deflected the blow with the branch and struck him on the side of the head, causing him to fall to the ground in a faint. Then Sir Launcelot took Sir Phelot's sword from his hand and beheaded him. The lady cried, "Alas! Why have you killed my husband?" "I am not to blame," said Sir Launcelot, "for through deceit he wanted to kill me, and now the outcome has fallen upon both of you." She then fainted as if she might die. Sir Launcelot hurriedly put on his armor as best as he could, fearing there would be more trouble, as he worried that the knight’s castle was nearby. As soon as he could, he took his horse and rode away, thanking God that he had escaped that ordeal.
CHAPTER XVII.
How Sir Launcelot overtook a knight
which chased his wife to have slain her, and how he said to him.
So Sir Launcelot rode many wild ways, throughout marches and many wild ways. And as he rode in a valley he saw a knight chasing a lady, with a naked sword, to have slain her. And by fortune as this knight should have slain this lady, she cried on Sir Launcelot and prayed him to rescue her. When Sir Launcelot saw that mischief, he took his horse and rode between them, saying, Knight, fie for shame, why wilt thou slay this lady? thou dost shame unto thee and all knights. What hast thou to do betwixt me and my wife? said the knight. I will slay her maugre thy head. That shall ye not, said Sir Launcelot, for rather we two will have ado together. Sir Launcelot, said the knight, thou dost not thy part, for this lady hath betrayed me. It is not so, said the lady, truly he saith wrong on me. And for because I love and cherish my cousin germain, he is jealous betwixt him and me; and as I shall answer to God there was never sin betwixt us. But, sir, said the lady, as thou art called the worshipfullest knight of the world, I require thee of true knighthood, keep me and save me. For whatsomever ye say he will slay me, for he is without mercy. Have ye no doubt, said Launcelot, it shall not lie in his power. Sir, said the knight, in your sight I will be ruled as ye will have me. And so Sir Launcelot rode on the one side and she on the other: he had not ridden but a while, but the knight bade Sir Launcelot turn him and look behind him, and said, Sir, yonder come men of arms after us riding. And so Sir Launcelot turned him and thought no treason, and therewith was the knight and the lady on one side, and suddenly he swapped off his lady’s head.
So Sir Launcelot rode through many wild paths and across rough lands. While riding in a valley, he saw a knight chasing a lady with a drawn sword, ready to kill her. Just as the knight was about to strike, the lady yelled for Sir Launcelot and begged him to save her. When Sir Launcelot saw what was happening, he grabbed his horse and rode between them, saying, "Knight, shame on you! Why would you kill this lady? You are bringing shame upon yourself and all knights." The knight replied, "What do you have to do with me and my wife? I will kill her despite you." "You will not," Sir Launcelot said, "because we will settle this between us." The knight replied, "You don't understand, this lady has betrayed me." "That's not true," the lady responded, "he is wrongly accusing me. I love and care for my cousin, and he is jealous of our relationship; I swear to God there was never any wrongdoing between us. But, sir," she continued, "since you are known as the most honorable knight in the world, I ask you, in the name of true knighthood, please protect me and save me. Whatever you do, he will kill me without mercy." "Don't worry," Launcelot assured her, "he can't harm you." The knight then said, "In your presence, I will follow your lead." So Sir Launcelot rode on one side and the lady on the other; he hadn't ridden for long when the knight told Sir Launcelot to turn around and look behind him, saying, "Sir, there are armed men coming after us." Sir Launcelot turned around without suspecting any treachery, and it was then that the knight and the lady were on one side, and suddenly he cut off the lady’s head.
And when Sir Launcelot had espied him what he had done, he said, and called him, Traitor, thou hast shamed me for ever. And suddenly Sir Launcelot alighted off his horse, and pulled out his sword to slay him, and therewithal he fell flat to the earth, and gripped Sir Launcelot by the thighs, and cried mercy. Fie on thee, said Sir Launcelot, thou shameful knight, thou mayest have no mercy, and therefore arise and fight with me. Nay, said the knight, I will never arise till ye grant me mercy. Now will I proffer thee fair, said Launcelot, I will unarm me unto my shirt, and I will have nothing upon me but my shirt, and my sword and my hand. And if thou canst slay me, quit be thou for ever. Nay, sir, said Pedivere, that will I never. Well, said Sir Launcelot, take this lady and the head, and bear it upon thee, and here shalt thou swear upon my sword, to bear it always upon thy back, and never to rest till thou come to Queen Guenever. Sir, said he, that will I do, by the faith of my body. Now, said Launcelot, tell me what is your name? Sir, my name is Pedivere. In a shameful hour wert thou born, said Launcelot.
And when Sir Launcelot saw what he had done, he said, calling him, "Traitor, you have shamed me forever." Suddenly, Sir Launcelot got off his horse, pulled out his sword to kill him, and then fell flat to the ground, grabbing Sir Launcelot by the legs and begged for mercy. "Shame on you," said Sir Launcelot, "you disgraceful knight, you will get no mercy, so get up and fight me." "No," said the knight, "I will never get up until you grant me mercy." "Now I'll make you a fair offer," said Launcelot, "I'll take off my armor down to my shirt, and I'll have nothing on except my shirt, my sword, and my hand. If you can kill me, you will be free forever." "No, sir," said Pedivere, "I will never do that." "Well," said Sir Launcelot, "take this lady and her head, carry it with you, and here you must swear on my sword to always carry it on your back and never rest until you reach Queen Guinevere." "Sir," he said, "I will do that, by the faith of my body." "Now," said Launcelot, "tell me, what is your name?" "Sir, my name is Pedivere." "You were born in a shameful hour," said Launcelot.
So Pedivere departed with the dead lady and the head, and found the queen with King Arthur at Winchester, and there he told all the truth. Sir knight, said the queen, this is an horrible deed and a shameful, and a great rebuke unto Sir Launcelot; but notwithstanding his worship is not known in many divers countries; but this shall I give you in penance, make ye as good shift as ye can, ye shall bear this lady with you on horseback unto the Pope of Rome, and of him receive your penance for your foul deeds; and ye shall never rest one night whereas ye do another; an ye go to any bed the dead body shall lie with you. This oath there he made, and so departed. And as it telleth in the French book, when he came to Rome, the Pope bade him go again unto Queen Guenever, and in Rome was his lady buried by the Pope’s commandment. And after this Sir Pedivere fell to great goodness, and was an holy man and an hermit.
So Pedivere left with the deceased lady and her head, and found the queen with King Arthur at Winchester, where he revealed everything truthfully. "Sir knight," said the queen, "this is a horrible and shameful act, and a great disgrace to Sir Launcelot; yet his reputation is not known in many different lands. However, here is your penance: you must make the best of it, and you shall carry this lady with you on horseback to the Pope of Rome, and receive your penance for your terrible deeds from him; and you will never rest for one night wherever you go; if you sleep in any bed, the dead body will lie with you." There he made this oath, and then departed. And as it tells in the French book, when he arrived in Rome, the Pope instructed him to return to Queen Guenever, and in Rome, his lady was buried at the Pope's command. After this, Sir Pedivere embraced a life of virtue and became a holy man and a hermit.
CHAPTER XVIII.
How Sir Launcelot came to King
Arthur’s Court, and how there were recounted all his noble feats and
acts.
Now turn we unto Sir Launcelot du Lake, that came home two days afore the Feast of Pentecost; and the king and all the court were passing fain of his coming. And when Sir Gawaine, Sir Uwaine, Sir Sagramore, Sir Ector de Maris, saw Sir Launcelot in Kay’s armour, then they wist well it was he that smote them down all with one spear. Then there was laughing and smiling among them. And ever now and now came all the knights home that Sir Turquine had prisoners, and they all honoured and worshipped Sir Launcelot.
Now let’s talk about Sir Launcelot du Lake, who returned home two days before the Feast of Pentecost; the king and all the court were really happy to see him back. When Sir Gawaine, Sir Uwaine, Sir Sagramore, and Sir Ector de Maris saw Sir Launcelot in Kay’s armor, they knew right away it was him who had taken them down with just one spear. This led to a lot of laughter and smiles among them. And from time to time, more knights came home that Sir Turquine had held captive, and they all honored and respected Sir Launcelot.
When Sir Gaheris heard them speak, he said, I saw all the battle from the beginning to the ending, and there he told King Arthur all how it was, and how Sir Turquine was the strongest knight that ever he saw except Sir Launcelot: there were many knights bare him record, nigh three score. Then Sir Kay told the king how Sir Launcelot had rescued him when he should have been slain, and how he made the knights yield them to me, and not to him. And there they were all three, and bare record. And by Jesu, said Sir Kay, because Sir Launcelot took my harness and left me his I rode in good peace, and no man would have ado with me.
When Sir Gaheris heard them speaking, he said, “I saw the entire battle from start to finish,” and he told King Arthur everything about it, including how Sir Turquine was the strongest knight he had ever seen, apart from Sir Launcelot. There were many knights who could confirm this—almost sixty of them. Then Sir Kay told the king how Sir Launcelot had saved him when he was about to be killed and how he made the knights surrender to me instead of him. And there they all were, three in total, to confirm this. “By Jesus,” said Sir Kay, “because Sir Launcelot took my armor and left me his, I rode in peace, and no one would bother me.”
Anon therewithal there came the three knights that fought with Sir Launcelot at the long bridge. And there they yielded them unto Sir Kay, and Sir Kay forsook them and said he fought never with them. But I shall ease your heart, said Sir Kay, yonder is Sir Launcelot that overcame you. When they wist that they were glad. And then Sir Meliot de Logres came home, and told the king how Sir Launcelot had saved him from the death. And all his deeds were known, how four queens, sorceresses, had him in prison, and how he was delivered by King Bagdemagus’ daughter. Also there were told all the great deeds of arms that Sir Launcelot did betwixt the two kings, that is for to say the King of Northgalis and King Bagdemagus. All the truth Sir Gahalantine did tell, and Sir Mador de la Porte and Sir Mordred, for they were at that same tournament. Then came in the lady that knew Sir Launcelot when that he wounded Sir Belleus at the pavilion. And there, at request of Sir Launcelot, Sir Belleus was made knight of the Round Table. And so at that time Sir Launcelot had the greatest name of any knight of the world, and most he was honoured of high and low.
Then the three knights who had fought with Sir Launcelot at the long bridge arrived. They submitted to Sir Kay, but he dismissed them, saying he had never fought them. "But to ease your minds," Sir Kay said, "that’s Sir Launcelot who defeated you." When they realized it, they were pleased. Then Sir Meliot de Logres returned home and told the king how Sir Launcelot had saved him from death. All his actions were revealed, including how four sorceress queens had imprisoned him and how he was rescued by the daughter of King Bagdemagus. They also recounted all the great feats of arms Sir Launcelot accomplished between the two kings, namely the King of Northgalis and King Bagdemagus. Sir Gahalantine shared the whole truth, as did Sir Mador de la Porte and Sir Mordred, since they were present at that tournament. Then a lady entered who recognized Sir Launcelot from when he wounded Sir Belleus at the pavilion. At Sir Launcelot's request, Sir Belleus was made a knight of the Round Table. At that time, Sir Launcelot had the greatest reputation of any knight in the world and was the most honored by both the high and the low.
Explicit the noble tale of Sir Launcelot du Lake, which is the vi. book. Here followeth the tale of Sir Gareth of Orkney that was called Beaumains by Sir Kay, and is the seventh book.
CHAPTER I.
How Beaumains came to King
Arthur’s Court and demanded three petitions of King Arthur.
When Arthur held his Round Table most plenour, it fortuned that he commanded that the high feast of Pentecost should be holden at a city and a castle, the which in those days was called Kynke Kenadonne, upon the sands that marched nigh Wales. So ever the king had a custom that at the feast of Pentecost in especial, afore other feasts in the year, he would not go that day to meat until he had heard or seen of a great marvel. And for that custom all manner of strange adventures came before Arthur as at that feast before all other feasts. And so Sir Gawaine, a little to-fore noon of the day of Pentecost, espied at a window three men upon horseback, and a dwarf on foot, and so the three men alighted, and the dwarf kept their horses, and one of the three men was higher than the other twain by a foot and an half. Then Sir Gawaine went unto the king and said, Sir, go to your meat, for here at the hand come strange adventures. So Arthur went unto his meat with many other kings. And there were all the knights of the Round Table, [save] only those that were prisoners or slain at a recounter. Then at the high feast evermore they should be fulfilled the whole number of an hundred and fifty, for then was the Round Table fully complished.
When Arthur held his Round Table at its peak, he ordered that the grand feast of Pentecost be celebrated in a city and castle that was known back then as Kynke Kenadonne, located near the sands close to Wales. The king had a tradition that on the feast of Pentecost, more than any other feast of the year, he wouldn't sit down to eat until he had heard or witnessed a great marvel. Because of this tradition, all kinds of strange adventures would come to Arthur, especially at that feast. So, Sir Gawaine, shortly before noon on Pentecost, saw three men on horseback and a dwarf on foot through a window. The three men dismounted, and the dwarf held their horses, and one of the men was a foot and a half taller than the other two. Sir Gawaine then approached the king and said, "Sir, go to your meal, for strange adventures are at hand." So Arthur went to his meal with many other kings, and all the knights of the Round Table were there, except those who were prisoners or had been killed in battle. At the grand feast, they should always have a full count of one hundred and fifty, as that was when the Round Table was completely filled.
Right so came into the hall two men well beseen and richly, and upon their shoulders there leaned the goodliest young man and the fairest that ever they all saw, and he was large and long, and broad in the shoulders, and well visaged, and the fairest and the largest handed that ever man saw, but he fared as though he might not go nor bear himself but if he leaned upon their shoulders. Anon as Arthur saw him there was made peace and room, and right so they yede with him unto the high dais, without saying of any words. Then this much young man pulled him aback, and easily stretched up straight, saying, King Arthur, God you bless and all your fair fellowship, and in especial the fellowship of the Table Round. And for this cause I am come hither, to pray you and require you to give me three gifts, and they shall not be unreasonably asked, but that ye may worshipfully and honourably grant them me, and to you no great hurt nor loss. And the first don and gift I will ask now, and the other two gifts I will ask this day twelvemonth, wheresomever ye hold your high feast. Now ask, said Arthur, and ye shall have your asking.
Two well-dressed men entered the hall, and leaning on their shoulders was the most impressive and handsome young man anyone had ever seen. He was tall, broad-shouldered, and good-looking, with the biggest hands anyone had ever seen, but he moved as if he couldn’t walk or support himself without leaning on them. As soon as Arthur noticed him, there was silence and space made for him, and they went with him to the high platform without saying a word. Then this young man pulled himself upright, addressing King Arthur, saying, “God bless you and your noble company, especially the Round Table. I have come here to ask you for three gifts, and they won't be unreasonable, but ones you can grant me honorably, without causing you any harm or loss. I will ask for the first gift now, and the other two gifts I will request in a year’s time, wherever you hold your grand feast.” “Go ahead and ask,” said Arthur, “and you will have what you seek.”
Now, sir, this is my petition for this feast, that ye will give me meat and drink sufficiently for this twelvemonth, and at that day I will ask mine other two gifts.
Now, sir, this is my request for this feast: that you provide me enough food and drink for this year, and on that day, I will ask for my other two gifts.
My fair son, said Arthur, ask better, I counsel thee, for this is but a simple asking; for my heart giveth me to thee greatly, that thou art come of men of worship, and greatly my conceit faileth me but thou shalt prove a man of right great worship. Sir, he said, thereof be as it be may, I have asked that I will ask. Well, said the king, ye shall have meat and drink enough; I never defended that none, neither my friend nor my foe. But what is thy name I would wit? I cannot tell you, said he. That is marvel, said the king, that thou knowest not thy name, and thou art the goodliest young man that ever I saw. Then the king betook him to Sir Kay the steward, and charged him that he should give him of all manner of meats and drinks of the best, and also that he had all manner of finding as though he were a lord’s son. That shall little need, said Sir Kay, to do such cost upon him; for I dare undertake he is a villain born, and never will make man, for an he had come of gentlemen he would have asked of you horse and armour, but such as he is, so he asketh. And sithen he hath no name, I shall give him a name that shall be Beaumains, that is Fair-hands, and into the kitchen I shall bring him, and there he shall have fat brose every day, that he shall be as fat by the twelvemonths’ end as a pork hog. Right so the two men departed and beleft him to Sir Kay, that scorned him and mocked him.
"My fair son," said Arthur, "ask for something better, I advise you, because this is a simple request. My heart tells me that you come from noble people, and my confidence fails me if you don't prove to be a man of great honor." "Well," he replied, "that may be, but I have asked what I want to ask." "Alright," said the king, "you'll have plenty of food and drink; I never deny that to anyone, friend or foe. But what is your name? I'd like to know." "I can't tell you," he said. "That's strange," said the king. "You are the most handsome young man I've ever seen, yet you don't know your own name." The king then entrusted him to Sir Kay the steward and ordered him to provide all kinds of the best food and drink, treating him as if he were a lord’s son. "That's not necessary," said Sir Kay. "It's a waste to spend so much on him; I bet he’s born a commoner and will never amount to anything. If he were truly noble, he would have asked for a horse and armor, but look at what he’s asking for. Since he has no name, I'll give him one: Beaumains, which means Fair-hands. I’ll take him to the kitchen where he'll have rich stew every day, and by the end of the year, he’ll be as fat as a pig." With that, the two men left him with Sir Kay, who ridiculed and mocked him.
CHAPTER II.
How Sir Launcelot and Sir Gawaine
were wroth because Sir Kay mocked Beaumains, and of a damosel which desired a
knight to fight for a lady.
Thereat was Sir Gawaine wroth, and in especial Sir Launcelot bade Sir Kay leave his mocking, for I dare lay my head he shall prove a man of great worship. Let be said Sir Kay, it may not be by no reason, for as he is, so he hath asked. Beware, said Sir Launcelot, so ye gave the good knight Brewnor, Sir Dinadan’s brother, a name, and ye called him La Cote Male Taile, and that turned you to anger afterward. As for that, said Sir Kay, this shall never prove none such. For Sir Brewnor desired ever worship, and this desireth bread and drink and broth; upon pain of my life he was fostered up in some abbey, and, howsomever it was, they failed meat and drink, and so hither he is come for his sustenance.
Sir Gawaine was angry, and especially when Sir Launcelot told Sir Kay to stop his teasing, saying he was sure that Sir Kay would prove to be a great knight. Sir Kay replied that it could not be for any reason, as he is what he has asked to be. Sir Launcelot warned him that he had given a good knight, Brewnor, Sir Dinadan’s brother, a name that led to trouble before, calling him La Cote Male Taile, which caused anger later on. Sir Kay insisted that this would never happen again. He pointed out that Sir Brewnor always sought honor while this one only wanted food and drink; he was raised in some abbey, but for some reason, they ran out of food and drink, and now he has come here looking for sustenance.
And so Sir Kay bade get him a place, and sit down to meat; so Beaumains went to the hall door, and set him down among boys and lads, and there he ate sadly. And then Sir Launcelot after meat bade him come to his chamber, and there he should have meat and drink enough. And so did Sir Gawaine: but he refused them all; he would do none other but as Sir Kay commanded him, for no proffer. But as touching Sir Gawaine, he had reason to proffer him lodging, meat, and drink, for that proffer came of his blood, for he was nearer kin to him than he wist. But that as Sir Launcelot did was of his great gentleness and courtesy.
So Sir Kay told him to find a place and sit down to eat; Beaumains went to the hall door and sat down among the boys and young men, and there he ate sadly. After the meal, Sir Launcelot invited him to his chamber, where he would have plenty of food and drink. Sir Gawaine did the same, but Beaumains refused both offers; he would do nothing but what Sir Kay ordered him, regardless of their invitations. As for Sir Gawaine, he had good reason to offer him lodging, food, and drink because that offer was in line with their blood relation, as he was closer to Beaumains than he realized. However, Sir Launcelot’s invitation was out of his great kindness and courtesy.
So thus he was put into the kitchen, and lay nightly as the boys of the kitchen did. And so he endured all that twelvemonth, and never displeased man nor child, but always he was meek and mild. But ever when that he saw any jousting of knights, that would he see an he might. And ever Sir Launcelot would give him gold to spend, and clothes, and so did Sir Gawaine, and where there were any masteries done, thereat would he be, and there might none cast bar nor stone to him by two yards. Then would Sir Kay say, How liketh you my boy of the kitchen? So it passed on till the feast of Whitsuntide. And at that time the king held it at Carlion in the most royallest wise that might be, like as he did yearly. But the king would no meat eat upon the Whitsunday, until he heard some adventures. Then came there a squire to the king and said, Sir, ye may go to your meat, for here cometh a damosel with some strange adventures. Then was the king glad and sat him down.
So he was assigned to the kitchen and slept there with the other kitchen boys. He put up with all of that for a year, never upsetting anyone, whether man or child; he remained humble and gentle. But whenever he spotted knights jousting, he made sure to watch if he could. Sir Launcelot would often give him gold to spend and clothes, and so would Sir Gawaine. Whenever there were competitions, he would be there, and no one could throw a bar or stone at him from two yards away. Then Sir Kay would say, "What do you think of my kitchen boy?" This went on until the feast of Whitsuntide. At that time, the king held the feast at Carlion in the most royal way possible, just as he did every year. However, the king wouldn't eat on Whitsunday until he heard about some adventures. Then a squire approached the king and said, "Sir, you can eat now, for a lady is coming with some strange adventures." The king was pleased and took his seat.
Right so there came a damosel into the hall and saluted the king, and prayed him of succour. For whom? said the king, what is the adventure?
Right, so a young lady came into the hall, greeted the king, and asked for help. "For whom?" said the king, "What’s the situation?"
Sir, she said, I have a lady of great worship and renown, and she is besieged with a tyrant, so that she may not out of her castle; and because here are called the noblest knights of the world, I come to you to pray you of succour. What hight your lady, and where dwelleth she, and who is she, and what is his name that hath besieged her? Sir king, she said, as for my lady’s name that shall not ye know for me as at this time, but I let you wit she is a lady of great worship and of great lands; and as for the tyrant that besiegeth her and destroyeth her lands, he is called the Red Knight of the Red Launds. I know him not, said the king. Sir, said Sir Gawaine, I know him well, for he is one of the perilloust knights of the world; men say that he hath seven men’s strength, and from him I escaped once full hard with my life. Fair damosel, said the king, there be knights here would do their power for to rescue your lady, but because you will not tell her name, nor where she dwelleth, therefore none of my knights that here be now shall go with you by my will. Then must I speak further, said the damosel.
“Sir,” she said, “I have a lady of great honor and reputation, and she is being attacked by a tyrant, so she cannot leave her castle. Since these are the noblest knights in the world, I have come to ask you for help.” “What is your lady's name, where does she live, and who is this person that is besieging her?” “Sir king,” she replied, “as for my lady’s name, I will not reveal that to you right now, but I want you to know she is a lady of great honor and vast lands; and as for the tyrant who is besieging her and destroying her lands, he is called the Red Knight of the Red Launds.” “I don’t know him,” said the king. “Sir,” said Sir Gawaine, “I know him well; he is one of the most dangerous knights in the world. People say he has the strength of seven men, and I barely escaped with my life from him once.” “Fair damsel,” said the king, “there are knights here who would do their best to rescue your lady, but since you won’t tell us her name or where she lives, none of my knights here will go with you by my order.” “Then I must speak further,” said the damsel.
CHAPTER III.
How Beaumains desired the battle,
and how it was granted to him, and how he desired to be made knight of Sir
Launcelot.
With these words came before the king Beaumains, while the damosel was there, and thus he said, Sir king, God thank you, I have been this twelvemonth in your kitchen, and have had my full sustenance, and now I will ask my two gifts that be behind. Ask, upon my peril, said the king. Sir, this shall be my two gifts, first that ye will grant me to have this adventure of the damosel, for it belongeth unto me. Thou shalt have it, said the king, I grant it thee. Then, sir, this is the other gift, that ye shall bid Launcelot du Lake to make me knight, for of him I will be made knight and else of none. And when I am passed I pray you let him ride after me, and make me knight when I require him. All this shall be done, said the king. Fie on thee, said the damosel, shall I have none but one that is your kitchen page? Then was she wroth and took her horse and departed. And with that there came one to Beaumains and told him his horse and armour was come for him; and there was the dwarf come with all thing that him needed, in the richest manner; thereat all the court had much marvel from whence came all that gear. So when he was armed there was none but few so goodly a man as he was; and right so as he came into the hall and took his leave of King Arthur, and Sir Gawaine, and Sir Launcelot, and prayed that he would hie after him, and so departed and rode after the damosel.
With these words, Beaumains came before the king while the lady was present, and he said, “Sir king, thank you, I have spent the last year in your kitchen and have had all I needed. Now, I would like to ask for the two gifts that are still outstanding.” “Ask, at my own risk,” the king replied. “Sir, my first gift is that you grant me this adventure of the lady, as it pertains to me.” “You shall have it,” said the king, “I grant it to you.” “Then, sir, my other gift is that you ask Launcelot du Lake to make me a knight, for I only want to be knighted by him and no one else. And once I am knighted, I request that he ride after me and knight me when I ask him.” “All this will be done,” said the king. “Shame on you,” said the lady, “should I have anyone but your kitchen servant?” She was angry and took her horse and left. Just then, someone came to Beaumains and told him his horse and armor had arrived; the dwarf had come with everything he needed, all in the finest manner. Everyone in the court was amazed at where all this equipment had come from. Once he was armored, he looked like no one else in his appearance; as he entered the hall, he took his leave of King Arthur, Sir Gawaine, and Sir Launcelot, and asked them to hurry after him, and then he left to ride after the lady.
CHAPTER IV.
How Beaumains departed, and how he
gat of Sir Kay a spear and a shield, and how he jousted with Sir
Launcelot.
But there went many after to behold how well he was horsed and trapped in cloth of gold, but he had neither shield nor spear. Then Sir Kay said all open in the hall, I will ride after my boy in the kitchen, to wit whether he will know me for his better. Said Sir Launcelot and Sir Gawaine, Yet abide at home. So Sir Kay made him ready and took his horse and his spear, and rode after him. And right as Beaumains overtook the damosel, right so came Sir Kay and said, Beaumains, what, sir, know ye not me? Then he turned his horse, and knew it was Sir Kay, that had done him all the despite as ye have heard afore. Yea, said Beaumains, I know you for an ungentle knight of the court, and therefore beware of me. Therewith Sir Kay put his spear in the rest, and ran straight upon him; and Beaumains came as fast upon him with his sword in his hand, and so he put away his spear with his sword, and with a foin thrust him through the side, that Sir Kay fell down as he had been dead; and he alighted down and took Sir Kay’s shield and his spear, and stert upon his own horse and rode his way.
But many people went afterward to see how well he was mounted and dressed in gold fabric, but he had neither shield nor spear. Then Sir Kay loudly declared in the hall, “I will ride after my boy in the kitchen, to see if he’ll recognize me as his better.” Sir Launcelot and Sir Gawaine said, “Stay home for now.” So Sir Kay got ready, took his horse and spear, and rode after him. Just as Beaumains caught up to the lady, Sir Kay arrived and said, “Beaumains, what’s up? Don’t you recognize me?” Beaumains turned his horse and realized it was Sir Kay, who had treated him poorly as you’ve heard before. “Yes,” Beaumains replied, “I recognize you as an unchivalrous knight of the court, so watch out.” With that, Sir Kay positioned his spear and charged straight at him; Beaumains did the same with his sword drawn, deflected Kay’s spear with his sword, and with a thrust, pierced him in the side, causing Sir Kay to fall down as if he were dead. Beaumains then dismounted, took Sir Kay’s shield and spear, got back on his own horse, and rode away.
All that saw Sir Launcelot, and so did the damosel. And then he bade his dwarf stert upon Sir Kay’s horse, and so he did. By that Sir Launcelot was come, then he proffered Sir Launcelot to joust; and either made them ready, and they came together so fiercely that either bare down other to the earth, and sore were they bruised. Then Sir Launcelot arose and helped him from his horse. And then Beaumains threw his shield from him, and proffered to fight with Sir Launcelot on foot; and so they rushed together like boars, tracing, rasing, and foining to the mountenance of an hour; and Sir Launcelot felt him so big that he marvelled of his strength, for he fought more liker a giant than a knight, and that his fighting was durable and passing perilous. For Sir Launcelot had so much ado with him that he dreaded himself to be shamed, and said, Beaumains, fight not so sore, your quarrel and mine is not so great but we may leave off. Truly that is truth, said Beaumains, but it doth me good to feel your might, and yet, my lord, I showed not the utterance.
Everyone who saw Sir Launcelot, including the lady, took note. He then instructed his dwarf to get on Sir Kay's horse, which he did. When Sir Launcelot arrived, he challenged Sir Launcelot to joust; they both got ready, and they charged at each other with such force that they knocked each other to the ground, causing serious bruises. Afterward, Sir Launcelot got up and helped him off his horse. Beaumains then threw away his shield and offered to fight Sir Launcelot on foot. They charged at each other like wild boars, grappling, pushing, and striking for nearly an hour. Sir Launcelot was shocked by Beaumains's strength; he fought more like a giant than a knight, and his fighting was both relentless and incredibly dangerous. Sir Launcelot found himself struggling so much that he feared he would be embarrassed and said, "Beaumains, don’t fight so fiercely; our conflict isn’t so serious that we can’t just stop." "That’s true," Beaumains replied, "but it feels good to test your strength, and I still haven't shown my full ability."
CHAPTER V.
How Beaumains told to Sir Launcelot
his name, and how he was dubbed knight of Sir Launcelot, and after overtook the
damosel.
In God’s name, said Sir Launcelot, for I promise you, by the faith of my body, I had as much to do as I might to save myself from you unshamed, and therefore have ye no doubt of none earthly knight. Hope ye so that I may any while stand a proved knight? said Beaumains. Yea, said Launcelot, do as ye have done, and I shall be your warrant. Then, I pray you, said Beaumains, give me the order of knighthood. Then must ye tell me your name, said Launcelot, and of what kin ye be born. Sir, so that ye will not discover me I shall, said Beaumains. Nay, said Sir Launcelot, and that I promise you by the faith of my body, until it be openly known. Then, sir, he said, my name is Gareth, and brother unto Sir Gawaine of father and mother. Ah, sir, said Sir Launcelot, I am more gladder of you than I was; for ever me thought ye should be of great blood, and that ye came not to the court neither for meat nor for drink. And then Sir Launcelot gave him the order of knighthood, and then Sir Gareth prayed him for to depart and let him go.
"In God's name," said Sir Launcelot, "I promise you, by the faith of my body, I did everything I could to save myself from your shameful actions. So, don't doubt any earthly knight. Do you think I can be recognized as a proven knight?" asked Beaumains. "Yes," said Launcelot, "just continue as you have, and I will vouch for you." "Then I ask you," said Beaumains, "to grant me the title of knight." "First, you must tell me your name and your lineage," said Launcelot. "Sir, if you promise not to reveal my identity, I will," said Beaumains. "No," said Sir Launcelot, "and I swear to you by the faith of my body, it will remain a secret until it is publicly known." "Then, sir," he said, "my name is Gareth, and I am the brother of Sir Gawaine, both of the same father and mother." "Ah, sir," said Sir Launcelot, "I'm even happier to know you now; I always thought you must come from noble blood, and that you were not at the court just for the food or drink." And then Sir Launcelot granted him the title of knight, and Sir Gareth asked him to let him go.
So Sir Launcelot departed from him and came to Sir Kay, and made him to be borne home upon his shield, and so he was healed hard with the life; and all men scorned Sir Kay, and in especial Sir Gawaine and Sir Launcelot said it was not his part to rebuke no young man, for full little knew he of what birth he is come, and for what cause he came to this court; and so we leave Sir Kay and turn we unto Beaumains.
So Sir Launcelot left him and went to Sir Kay, carrying him home on his shield, and so he was healed just in time; and everyone mocked Sir Kay, especially Sir Gawaine and Sir Launcelot, who said it wasn't right for him to criticize a young man, since he knew so little about his background and why he had come to this court; and now we leave Sir Kay and turn our attention to Beaumains.
When he had overtaken the damosel, anon she said, What dost thou here? thou stinkest all of the kitchen, thy clothes be bawdy of the grease and tallow that thou gainest in King Arthur’s kitchen; weenest thou, said she, that I allow thee, for yonder knight that thou killest. Nay truly, for thou slewest him unhappily and cowardly; therefore turn again, bawdy kitchen page, I know thee well, for Sir Kay named thee Beaumains. What art thou but a lusk and a turner of broaches and a ladle-washer? Damosel, said Beaumains, say to me what ye will, I will not go from you whatsomever ye say, for I have undertaken to King Arthur for to achieve your adventure, and so shall I finish it to the end, either I shall die therefore. Fie on thee, kitchen knave, wilt thou finish mine adventure? thou shalt anon be met withal, that thou wouldest not for all the broth that ever thou suppest once look him in the face. I shall assay, said Beaumains.
When he caught up with the young woman, she immediately said, "What are you doing here? You smell like the kitchen, and your clothes are filthy with the grease and fat from King Arthur's kitchen. Do you really think I care about the knight you killed? No, honestly, you killed him in a clumsy and cowardly way; so turn back, filthy kitchen boy. I know you well, for Sir Kay calls you Beaumains. What are you but a sluggish broach-turner and a ladle-washer?" "Young lady," Beaumains replied, "say what you want, but I won’t leave you no matter what, because I promised King Arthur I would complete your quest, and I intend to see it through to the end, even if it costs me my life." “Shame on you, kitchen fool. Do you think you can finish my quest? You will soon meet someone you wouldn’t dare look in the eye, no matter how much broth you’ve ever eaten.” "I will try," said Beaumains.
So thus as they rode in the wood, there came a man flying all that ever he might. Whither wilt thou? said Beaumains. O lord, he said, help me, for here by in a slade are six thieves that have taken my lord and bound him, so I am afeard lest they will slay him. Bring me thither, said Beaumains. And so they rode together until they came thereas was the knight bounden; and then he rode unto them, and struck one unto the death, and then another, and at the third stroke he slew the third thief, and then the other three fled. And he rode after them, and he overtook them; and then those three thieves turned again and assailed Beaumains hard, but at the last he slew them, and returned and unbound the knight. And the knight thanked him, and prayed him to ride with him to his castle there a little beside, and he should worshipfully reward him for his good deeds. Sir, said Beaumains, I will no reward have: I was this day made knight of noble Sir Launcelot, and therefore I will no reward have, but God reward me. And also I must follow this damosel.
As they rode through the woods, a man came running as fast as he could. “Where are you going?” Beaumains asked. “Oh lord,” he replied, “please help me! There are six thieves in a clearing who have captured my lord and tied him up. I’m afraid they’ll kill him.” “Take me there,” said Beaumains. They rode together until they reached the spot where the knight was bound. Beaumains charged at them, striking one down, then another, and with his third blow, he killed the third thief. The remaining three fled, but he chased them down and caught up to them. The three thieves turned back and attacked Beaumains fiercely, but in the end, he defeated them and returned to free the knight. The knight thanked him and asked him to ride to his castle nearby, promising to reward him for his bravery. “Sir,” Beaumains said, “I don’t want any reward. I was just made a knight by the noble Sir Launcelot today, so I only want God’s blessing. Plus, I need to follow this damsel.”
And when he came nigh her she bade him ride from her, For thou smellest all of the kitchen: weenest thou that I have joy of thee, for all this deed that thou hast done is but mishapped thee: but thou shalt see a sight shall make thee turn again, and that lightly. Then the same knight which was rescued of the thieves rode after that damosel, and prayed her to lodge with him all that night. And because it was near night the damosel rode with him to his castle, and there they had great cheer, and at supper the knight sat Sir Beaumains afore the damosel. Fie, fie, said she, Sir knight, ye are uncourteous to set a kitchen page afore me; him beseemeth better to stick a swine than to sit afore a damosel of high parage. Then the knight was ashamed at her words, and took him up, and set him at a sideboard, and set himself afore him, and so all that night they had good cheer and merry rest.
And when he got close to her, she told him to ride away from her, saying, "You smell like the kitchen. Do you think I enjoy your company? Everything you’ve done has only brought you bad luck. But you’ll see something that will make you turn back, and it will happen quickly." Then the same knight, who had been rescued from the thieves, rode after the lady and asked her to spend the night with him. Since it was getting late, the lady rode with him to his castle, and there they were treated well. At dinner, the knight sat Sir Beaumains in front of the lady. "Oh no," she said, "Sir knight, it's rude of you to seat a kitchen servant in front of me; he would be better off sticking a pig than sitting in front of a lady of high status." The knight felt embarrassed by her words, took Beaumains away, seated him at a side table, and then took his own place in front of him. So, that night, they all had a good time and a pleasant rest.
CHAPTER VI.
How Beaumains fought and slew two
knights at a passage.
And on the morn the damosel and he took their leave and thanked the knight, and so departed, and rode on their way until they came to a great forest. And there was a great river and but one passage, and there were ready two knights on the farther side to let them the passage. What sayest thou, said the damosel, wilt thou match yonder knights or turn again? Nay, said Sir Beaumains, I will not turn again an they were six more. And therewithal he rushed into the water, and in midst of the water either brake their spears upon other to their hands, and then they drew their swords, and smote eagerly at other. And at the last Sir Beaumains smote the other upon the helm that his head stonied, and therewithal he fell down in the water, and there was he drowned. And then he spurred his horse upon the land, where the other knight fell upon him, and brake his spear, and so they drew their swords and fought long together. At the last Sir Beaumains clave his helm and his head down to the shoulders; and so he rode unto the damosel and bade her ride forth on her way.
And in the morning, the lady and he said their goodbyes and thanked the knight, then set off on their journey until they reached a large forest. There was a huge river with only one crossing, and two knights were waiting on the other side to challenge them. “What do you think?” the lady asked, “Will you take on those knights or turn back?” “No,” Sir Beaumains replied, “I won’t turn back even if there were six more.” With that, he charged into the water, and in the middle of the river, they broke their spears against each other and then drew their swords, attacking fiercely. Eventually, Sir Beaumains struck the other knight on the helmet, stunning him, and he fell into the water and drowned. Then Sir Beaumains spurred his horse to the shore, where the other knight attacked him. They broke their spears and fought on with swords for a long time. Finally, Sir Beaumains split the knight’s helmet and his head all the way down to his shoulders; then he rode back to the lady and urged her to continue on her journey.
Alas, she said, that ever a kitchen page should have that fortune to destroy such two doughty knights: thou weenest thou hast done doughtily, that is not so; for the first knight his horse stumbled, and there he was drowned in the water, and never it was by thy force, nor by thy might. And the last knight by mishap thou camest behind him and mishappily thou slew him.
Alas, she said, how unfortunate that a kitchen servant should have the chance to take down such two brave knights: you think you've done something heroic, but that's not true; the first knight’s horse stumbled, and he drowned in the water, and it wasn’t because of your strength or skill. And the last knight, by chance, you came up behind him and accidentally killed him.
Damosel, said Beaumains, ye may say what ye will, but with whomsomever I have ado withal, I trust to God to serve him or he depart. And therefore I reck not what ye say, so that I may win your lady. Fie, fie, foul kitchen knave, thou shalt see knights that shall abate thy boast. Fair damosel, give me goodly language, and then my care is past, for what knights somever they be, I care not, nor I doubt them not. Also, said she, I say it for thine avail, yet mayest thou turn again with thy worship; for an thou follow me, thou art but slain, for I see all that ever thou dost is but by misadventure, and not by prowess of thy hands. Well, damosel, ye may say what ye will, but wheresomever ye go I will follow you. So this Beaumains rode with that lady till evensong time, and ever she chid him, and would not rest. And they came to a black laund; and there was a black hawthorn, and thereon hung a black banner, and on the other side there hung a black shield, and by it stood a black spear great and long, and a great black horse covered with silk, and a black stone fast by.
"Lady," Beaumains said, "you can say whatever you want, but whoever I get involved with, I trust God will help me serve him until he leaves. So, I don’t care what you say as long as I can win your lady. Come on, you foul kitchen servant; you’ll see knights who will bring you down a notch. Beautiful lady, just speak nicely to me, and then I won’t worry, because no matter who these knights are, I don’t fear them, and I’m not worried about them. Also," she said, "I say this for your own good, yet you might still be able to maintain your honor; because if you follow me, you’ll only end up dead. Everything you do seems to be by chance, not by the skill of your own hands." "Well, lady, you can say what you want, but wherever you go, I will follow you." So, Beaumains rode with that lady until evening prayer, and she kept scolding him without rest. They arrived at a dark clearing, where there was a black hawthorn tree. Hanging from it was a black banner, and there was a black shield on the other side. Next to it stood a tall, long black spear, and a large black horse covered with silk, along with a black stone nearby.
CHAPTER VII.
How Beaumains fought with the Knight
of the Black Launds, and fought with him till he fell down and died.
There sat a knight all armed in black harness, and his name was the Knight of the Black Laund. Then the damosel, when she saw that knight, she bade him flee down that valley, for his horse was not saddled. Gramercy, said Beaumains, for always ye would have me a coward. With that the Black Knight, when she came nigh him, spake and said, Damosel, have ye brought this knight of King Arthur to be your champion? Nay, fair knight, said she, this is but a kitchen knave that was fed in King Arthur’s kitchen for alms. Why cometh he, said the knight, in such array? it is shame that he beareth you company. Sir, I cannot be delivered of him, said she, for with me he rideth maugre mine head: God would that ye should put him from me, other to slay him an ye may, for he is an unhappy knave, and unhappily he hath done this day: through mishap I saw him slay two knights at the passage of the water; and other deeds he did before right marvellous and through unhappiness. That marvelleth me, said the Black Knight, that any man that is of worship will have ado with him. They know him not, said the damosel, and for because he rideth with me, they ween that he be some man of worship born. That may be, said the Black Knight; howbeit as ye say that he be no man of worship, he is a full likely person, and full like to be a strong man: but thus much shall I grant you, said the Black Knight; I shall put him down upon one foot, and his horse and his harness he shall leave with me, for it were shame to me to do him any more harm.
There sat a knight all dressed in black armor, and his name was the Knight of the Black Laund. When the lady saw that knight, she told him to flee down the valley because his horse wasn’t saddled. "Thank you," said Beaumains, "because you always want me to be a coward." Then the Black Knight, as she approached him, spoke and said, "Lady, did you bring this knight of King Arthur to be your champion?" "No, noble knight," she replied, "this is just a kitchen servant who was fed in King Arthur’s kitchen for scraps." "Why does he come in such a state?" asked the knight. "It’s shameful that he is in your company." "Sir, I cannot get rid of him," she said, "for he rides with me against my will. I wish you could take him away from me, or slay him if you can, for he is a miserable servant, and he's caused a lot of trouble today. By accident, I saw him slay two knights at the river crossing, and he has done other remarkable, yet unfortunate, deeds." "That surprises me," said the Black Knight, "that any man of worth would associate with him." "They don’t know him," said the lady, "and because he rides with me, they think he must be someone of significance." "That may be," replied the Black Knight; "however, as you say he is no man of worth, he certainly seems capable and likely to be a strong man: but I will agree to this," said the Black Knight, "I will take him down to the ground, and he will leave his horse and armor with me, for it would be shameful to do him any more harm."
When Sir Beaumains heard him say thus, he said, Sir knight, thou art full large of my horse and my harness; I let thee wit it cost thee nought, and whether it liketh thee or not, this laund will I pass maugre thine head. And horse nor harness gettest thou none of mine, but if thou win them with thy hands; and therefore let see what thou canst do. Sayest thou that? said the Black Knight, now yield thy lady from thee, for it beseemeth never a kitchen page to ride with such a lady. Thou liest, said Beaumains, I am a gentleman born, and of more high lineage than thou, and that will I prove on thy body.
When Sir Beaumains heard him say that, he replied, "Sir knight, you're very confident about my horse and my armor; just so you know, it didn’t cost you anything. Whether you like it or not, I’ll be passing through this land despite you. And you're not getting my horse or armor unless you win them with your own strength; so let’s see what you can do." "Is that what you say?" said the Black Knight. "Then give up your lady, because it's not proper for a kitchen servant to ride with such a lady." "You're lying," said Beaumains. "I am a man of noble birth, from a higher lineage than you, and I’ll prove that on your body."
Then in great wrath they departed with their horses, and came together as it had been the thunder, and the Black Knight’s spear brake, and Beaumains thrust him through both his sides, and therewith his spear brake, and the truncheon left still in his side. But nevertheless the Black Knight drew his sword, and smote many eager strokes, and of great might, and hurt Beaumains full sore. But at the last the Black Knight, within an hour and an half, he fell down off his horse in swoon, and there he died. And when Beaumains saw him so well horsed and armed, then he alighted down and armed him in his armour, and so took his horse and rode after the damosel.
Then, in great anger, they rode off with their horses, gathering together like thunder. The Black Knight’s spear broke, and Beaumains managed to stab him through both sides, causing his spear to break as well, leaving the shaft still in his side. However, the Black Knight drew his sword and struck fiercely with great strength, injuring Beaumains quite badly. But ultimately, after about an hour and a half, the Black Knight fell off his horse in a faint and died there. When Beaumains saw that he was well-mounted and armored, he dismounted, put on the Black Knight’s armor, took his horse, and rode off after the lady.
When she saw him come nigh, she said, Away, kitchen knave, out of the wind, for the smell of thy bawdy clothes grieveth me. Alas, she said, that ever such a knave should by mishap slay so good a knight as thou hast done, but all this is thine unhappiness. But here by is one shall pay thee all thy payment, and therefore yet I counsel thee, flee. It may happen me, said Beaumains, to be beaten or slain, but I warn you, fair damosel, I will not flee away, a nor leave your company, for all that ye can say; for ever ye say that they will kill me or beat me, but howsomever it happeneth I escape, and they lie on the ground. And therefore it were as good for you to hold you still thus all day rebuking me, for away will I not till I see the uttermost of this journey, or else I will be slain, other truly beaten; therefore ride on your way, for follow you I will whatsomever happen.
When she saw him approach, she said, "Get away, kitchen servant, out of the wind, because the smell of your filthy clothes bothers me. It's a shame, she said, that a fool like you should accidentally kill such a good knight as you’ve done, but that’s just your misfortune. But right here is someone who will give you what you deserve, so I advise you to run. It might happen, said Beaumains, that I get beaten or killed, but I warn you, fair lady, I won’t run away or leave your side, no matter what you say; you keep saying they’ll kill me or beat me, but however it turns out, I survive, and they end up on the ground. So it would be just as good for you to stay quiet all day and scold me, because I'm not going anywhere until I see this journey through to the end, or I get killed or truly beaten. So you go on your way, because I will follow you no matter what happens."
CHAPTER VIII.
How the brother of the knight that
was slain met with Beaumains, and fought with Beaumains till he was
yielden.
Thus as they rode together, they saw a knight come driving by them all in green, both his horse and his harness; and when he came nigh the damosel, he asked her, Is that my brother the Black Knight that ye have brought with you? Nay, nay, she said, this unhappy kitchen knave hath slain your brother through unhappiness. Alas, said the Green Knight, that is great pity, that so noble a knight as he was should so unhappily be slain, and namely of a knave’s hand, as ye say that he is. Ah! traitor, said the Green Knight, thou shalt die for slaying of my brother; he was a full noble knight, and his name was Sir Perard. I defy thee, said Beaumains, for I let thee wit I slew him knightly and not shamefully.
As they rode together, they spotted a knight passing by all dressed in green, including his horse and gear. When he got closer to the lady, he asked her, “Is that my brother the Black Knight you brought with you?” “No, no,” she replied, “this unfortunate kitchen servant has killed your brother due to misfortune.” “Alas,” said the Green Knight, “that is such a pity, that a knight as noble as he was should be slain so tragically, especially by the hand of a knave, as you say he is.” “Ah! Traitor,” said the Green Knight, “you will die for killing my brother; he was a truly noble knight, and his name was Sir Perard.” “I defy you,” said Beaumains, “because I let you know I killed him honorably, not shamefully.”
Therewithal the Green Knight rode unto an horn that was green, and it hung upon a thorn, and there he blew three deadly motes, and there came two damosels and armed him lightly. And then he took a great horse, and a green shield and a green spear. And then they ran together with all their mights, and brake their spears unto their hands. And then they drew their swords, and gave many sad strokes, and either of them wounded other full ill. And at the last, at an overthwart, Beaumains with his horse struck the Green Knight’s horse upon the side, that he fell to the earth. And then the Green Knight avoided his horse lightly, and dressed him upon foot. That saw Beaumains, and therewithal he alighted, and they rushed together like two mighty kemps a long while, and sore they bled both. With that came the damosel, and said, My lord the Green Knight, why for shame stand ye so long fighting with the kitchen knave? Alas, it is shame that ever ye were made knight, to see such a lad to match such a knight, as the weed overgrew the corn. Therewith the Green Knight was ashamed, and therewithal he gave a great stroke of might, and clave his shield through. When Beaumains saw his shield cloven asunder he was a little ashamed of that stroke and of her language; and then he gave him such a buffet upon the helm that he fell on his knees. And so suddenly Beaumains pulled him upon the ground grovelling. And then the Green Knight cried him mercy, and yielded him unto Sir Beaumains, and prayed him to slay him not. All is in vain, said Beaumains, for thou shalt die but if this damosel that came with me pray me to save thy life. And therewithal he unlaced his helm like as he would slay him. Fie upon thee, false kitchen page, I will never pray thee to save his life, for I will never be so much in thy danger. Then shall he die, said Beaumains. Not so hardy, thou bawdy knave, said the damosel, that thou slay him. Alas, said the Green Knight, suffer me not to die for a fair word may save me. Fair knight, said the Green Knight, save my life, and I will forgive thee the death of my brother, and for ever to become thy man, and thirty knights that hold of me for ever shall do you service. In the devil’s name, said the damosel, that such a bawdy kitchen knave should have thee and thirty knights’ service.
The Green Knight rode up to a green horn that was hanging on a thorn, and he blew three loud blasts. Two ladies came and lightly armed him. Then he mounted a powerful horse, took a green shield and a green spear. They charged at each other with all their strength, breaking their spears in their hands. They drew their swords and exchanged many heavy blows, both wounding each other severely. Eventually, Beaumains struck the Green Knight’s horse on the side, causing it to fall to the ground. The Green Knight quickly dismounted and got ready to fight on foot. Beaumains saw this, dismounted as well, and they clashed like two fierce warriors for a long time, both bleeding heavily. At that moment, the lady spoke up, "My lord the Green Knight, why do you let yourself fight so long against this kitchen servant? It's disgraceful that you even became a knight to go against such a lad, like weeds overgrowing the corn." The Green Knight felt ashamed, and with that, he swung a powerful blow that split Beaumains’ shield. When Beaumains saw his shield shattered, he felt a bit embarrassed by the strike and her words; then he delivered a heavy hit to the Green Knight’s helmet, knocking him to his knees. Suddenly, Beaumains pulled him down to the ground. The Green Knight begged for mercy, surrendering to Sir Beaumains, asking him not to kill him. "It's pointless," Beaumains replied, "you will die unless this lady who came with me asks me to spare your life." With that, he began to unlace his helmet as if he was going to kill him. "Shame on you, false kitchen boy, I will never ask you to save his life, as I won’t put myself in that danger," the lady said. "Then he shall die," Beaumains declared. "You're not bold enough, you lewd knave," the lady countered, "to kill him." "Please, don’t let me die, a kind word might save me," the Green Knight pleaded. "Noble knight," the Green Knight said, "save my life, and I will forgive you for the death of my brother, and forever serve you, and the thirty knights who owe me loyalty will serve you too." "In the devil's name," the lady retorted, "that such a lewd kitchen knave should have you and the loyalty of thirty knights."
Sir knight, said Beaumains, all this availeth thee not, but if my damosel speak with me for thy life. And therewithal he made a semblant to slay him. Let be, said the damosel, thou bawdy knave; slay him not, for an thou do thou shalt repent it. Damosel, said Beaumains, your charge is to me a pleasure, and at your commandment his life shall be saved, and else not. Then he said, Sir knight with the green arms, I release thee quit at this damosel’s request, for I will not make her wroth, I will fulfil all that she chargeth me. And then the Green Knight kneeled down, and did him homage with his sword. Then said the damosel, Me repenteth, Green Knight, of your damage, and of your brother’s death, the Black Knight, for of your help I had great mister, for I dread me sore to pass this forest. Nay, dread you not, said the Green Knight, for ye shall lodge with me this night, and to-morn I shall help you through this forest. So they took their horses and rode to his manor, which was fast there beside.
“Sir knight,” Beaumains said, “none of this is of any use to you unless my lady speaks with me about your life.” With that, he pretended to strike him down. “Stop,” said the lady, “you rude fool; don’t kill him, or you will regret it.” “Lady,” Beaumains replied, “it’s a pleasure to follow your wishes, and at your command, I’ll spare his life; otherwise, I won’t.” Then he said, “Sir knight with the green arms, I release you at this lady’s request, as I won’t upset her; I will do whatever she asks of me.” The Green Knight then knelt and offered him homage with his sword. The lady then said, “I regret, Green Knight, the harm that has come to you and the death of your brother, the Black Knight, as I really need your help because I’m very afraid to go through this forest.” “Don’t worry,” said the Green Knight, “for you will stay with me tonight, and tomorrow I will help you through this forest.” So, they took their horses and rode to his manor, which was right nearby.
CHAPTER IX.
How the damosel again rebuked
Beaumains, and would not suffer him to sit at her table, but called him kitchen
boy.
And ever she rebuked Beaumains, and would not suffer him to sit at her table, but as the Green Knight took him and sat him at a side table. Marvel methinketh, said the Green Knight to the damosel, why ye rebuke this noble knight as ye do, for I warn you, damosel, he is a full noble knight, and I know no knight is able to match him; therefore ye do great wrong to rebuke him, for he shall do you right good service, for whatsomever he maketh himself, ye shall prove at the end that he is come of a noble blood and of king’s lineage. Fie, fie, said the damosel, it is shame for you to say of him such worship. Truly, said the Green Knight, it were shame for me to say of him any disworship, for he hath proved himself a better knight than I am, yet have I met with many knights in my days, and never or this time have I found no knight his match. And so that night they yede unto rest, and all that night the Green Knight commanded thirty knights privily to watch Beaumains, for to keep him from all treason.
And every time she scolded Beaumains, she wouldn't let him sit at her table, except when the Green Knight took him and placed him at a side table. It amazed me, said the Green Knight to the lady, why you criticize this noble knight the way you do, for I assure you, lady, he is a truly noble knight, and I know of no knight who can match him; therefore you do him a great injustice by scolding him, as he will serve you very well, for whatever he chooses to do, you will ultimately see that he comes from noble blood and royal lineage. Shame on you, said the lady, it's disgraceful for you to speak so highly of him. Honestly, said the Green Knight, it would be shameful for me to speak poorly of him, for he has proven himself to be a better knight than I am, and I have faced many knights in my time, and never before have I encountered a knight equal to him. And so, that night they went to rest, and all night long the Green Knight secretly commanded thirty knights to keep watch over Beaumains to protect him from any treachery.
And so on the morn they all arose, and heard their mass and brake their fast; and then they took their horses and rode on their way, and the Green Knight conveyed them through the forest; and there the Green Knight said, My lord Beaumains, I and these thirty knights shall be always at your summons, both early and late, at your calling and whither that ever ye will send us. It is well said, said Beaumains; when that I call upon you ye must yield you unto King Arthur, and all your knights. If that ye so command us, we shall be ready at all times, said the Green Knight. Fie, fie upon thee, in the devil’s name, said the damosel, that any good knights should be obedient unto a kitchen knave. So then departed the Green Knight and the damosel. And then she said unto Beaumains, Why followest thou me, thou kitchen boy? Cast away thy shield and thy spear, and flee away; yet I counsel thee betimes or thou shalt say right soon, alas; for wert thou as wight as ever was Wade or Launcelot, Tristram, or the good knight Sir Lamorak, thou shalt not pass a pass here that is called the Pass Perilous. Damosel, said Beaumains, who is afeard let him flee, for it were shame to turn again sithen I have ridden so long with you. Well, said the damosel, ye shall soon, whether ye will or not.
And so on that morning, they all got up, attended mass, and had breakfast; then they took their horses and continued on their way, with the Green Knight leading them through the forest. There, the Green Knight said, "My lord Beaumains, I and these thirty knights will always be at your service, early and late, whenever you call on us and wherever you send us." Beaumains replied, "That's good to hear; when I call upon you, you must submit to King Arthur and all your knights." The Green Knight responded, "If you command us, we will be ready at all times." "Shame on you, in the devil's name," said the damsel, "that any good knights should obey a kitchen servant." Then the Green Knight and the damsel left. She turned to Beaumains and said, "Why are you following me, you kitchen boy? Drop your shield and spear and run away; I advise you to do it quickly, or you'll soon regret it. Because even if you were as brave as Wade, Launcelot, Tristram, or the good knight Sir Lamorak, you won’t get past what's known as the Pass Perilous." Beaumains replied, "Anyone who is afraid should run away, because it would be shameful to turn back after riding with you for so long." The damsel said, "Well, you'll have no choice soon, whether you like it or not."
CHAPTER X.
How the third brother, called the Red
Knight, jousted and fought against Beaumains, and how Beaumains overcame
him.
So within a while they saw a tower as white as any snow, well matchecold all about, and double dyked. And over the tower gate there hung a fifty shields of divers colours, and under that tower there was a fair meadow. And therein were many knights and squires to behold, scaffolds and pavilions; for there upon the morn should be a great tournament: and the lord of the tower was in his castle and looked out at a window, and saw a damosel, a dwarf, and a knight armed at all points. So God me help, said the lord, with that knight will I joust, for I see that he is a knight-errant. And so he armed him and horsed him hastily. And when he was on horseback with his shield and his spear, it was all red, both his horse and his harness, and all that to him longeth. And when that he came nigh him he weened it had been his brother the Black Knight; and then he cried aloud, Brother, what do ye in these marches? Nay, nay, said the damosel, it is not he; this is but a kitchen knave that was brought up for alms in King Arthur’s court. Nevertheless, said the Red Knight, I will speak with him or he depart. Ah, said the damosel, this knave hath killed thy brother, and Sir Kay named him Beaumains, and this horse and this harness was thy brother’s, the Black Knight. Also I saw thy brother the Green Knight overcome of his hands. Now may ye be revenged upon him, for I may never be quit of him.
After a while, they saw a tower as white as snow, surrounded by a chilly moat and double ditches. Above the tower gate hung fifty shields of various colors, and under the tower was a beautiful meadow. Many knights and squires were there to see, with scaffolds and pavilions set up, for a grand tournament was scheduled for the morning. The lord of the tower was inside his castle looking out of a window when he spotted a maiden, a dwarf, and a fully armored knight. "God help me," said the lord, "I'll challenge that knight to a joust because I see he’s a knight-errant." He quickly put on his armor and mounted his horse. The knight, fully equipped, had everything red—his horse, his gear, and all that belonged to him. When he got closer, he thought it was his brother, the Black Knight, and shouted, "Brother, what are you doing out here?" "No, no," the maiden said, "it’s not him; this is just a kitchen servant raised on charity in King Arthur’s court." Still, the Red Knight said, "I’ll speak to him before he leaves." "Ah," said the maiden, "this servant killed your brother, and Sir Kay called him Beaumains, and this horse and armor belonged to your brother, the Black Knight. I also witnessed your brother, the Green Knight, being defeated by him. Now you can take your revenge on him, as I’ll never be free from him."
With this either knights departed in sunder, and they came together with all their might, and either of their horses fell to the earth, and they avoided their horses, and put their shields afore them and drew their swords, and either gave other sad strokes, now here, now there, rasing, tracing, foining, and hurling like two boars, the space of two hours. And then she cried on high to the Red Knight, Alas, thou noble Red Knight, think what worship hath followed thee, let never a kitchen knave endure thee so long as he doth. Then the Red Knight waxed wroth and doubled his strokes, and hurt Beaumains wonderly sore, that the blood ran down to the ground, that it was wonder to see that strong battle. Yet at the last Sir Beaumains struck him to the earth, and as he would have slain the Red Knight, he cried mercy, saying, Noble knight, slay me not, and I shall yield me to thee with fifty knights with me that be at my commandment. And I forgive thee all the despite that thou hast done to me, and the death of my brother the Black Knight. All this availeth not, said Beaumains, but if my damosel pray me to save thy life. And therewith he made semblant to strike off his head. Let be, thou Beaumains, slay him not, for he is a noble knight, and not so hardy, upon thine head, but thou save him.
With that, the knights split apart and charged at each other with all their strength. Both of their horses crashed to the ground, and they leaped off their mounts, raising their shields and drawing their swords. They exchanged fierce blows, striking one another now here, now there, grappling, lunging, and throwing themselves at each other like two wild boars for two hours. Then she called out loudly to the Red Knight, "Alas, noble Red Knight, remember the honor that has surrounded you; let no mere servant withstand you for so long." The Red Knight became furious and increased his attacks, wounding Beaumains so severely that blood flowed down to the ground, a testament to the intensity of the battle. Yet, in the end, Sir Beaumains knocked him to the ground, and just as he was about to deliver the final blow, the Red Knight cried out for mercy, saying, "Noble knight, do not kill me, and I will surrender to you with fifty knights who follow me. I forgive you for all the wrongs you have done to me, including the death of my brother, the Black Knight." "That doesn't matter," Beaumains responded, "unless my lady asks me to spare your life." With that, he pretended to strike off his head. "Stop, Beaumains! Don’t kill him; he is a noble knight and not so reckless, unless you choose to save him."
Then Beaumains bade the Red Knight, Stand up, and thank the damosel now of thy life. Then the Red Knight prayed him to see his castle, and to be there all night. So the damosel then granted him, and there they had merry cheer. But always the damosel spake many foul words unto Beaumains, whereof the Red Knight had great marvel; and all that night the Red Knight made three score knights to watch Beaumains, that he should have no shame nor villainy. And upon the morn they heard mass and dined, and the Red Knight came before Beaumains with his three score knights, and there he proffered him his homage and fealty at all times, he and his knights to do him service. I thank you, said Beaumains, but this ye shall grant me: when I call upon you, to come afore my lord King Arthur, and yield you unto him to be his knights. Sir, said the Red Knight, I will be ready, and my fellowship, at your summons. So Sir Beaumains departed and the damosel, and ever she rode chiding him in the foulest manner.
Then Beaumains told the Red Knight to get up and thank the lady for saving his life. The Red Knight asked him to visit his castle and stay there for the night. The lady agreed, and they enjoyed a good meal together. But the lady kept insulting Beaumains, which surprised the Red Knight. Throughout the night, the Red Knight arranged for sixty knights to watch over Beaumains to ensure he wouldn’t be embarrassed or harmed. The next morning, they attended mass and had lunch, and the Red Knight came before Beaumains with his sixty knights, offering his loyalty and service at all times. "Thank you," said Beaumains, "but you must agree to this: when I call upon you, you and your knights will come before my lord King Arthur and pledge yourselves to him." "I will be ready, along with my men, whenever you need us," replied the Red Knight. So Sir Beaumains set off with the lady, who continued to scold him in the harshest way.
CHAPTER XI.
How Sir Beaumains suffered great
rebukes of the damosel, and he suffered it patiently.
Damosel, said Beaumains, ye are uncourteous so to rebuke me as ye do, for meseemeth I have done you good service, and ever ye threaten me I shall be beaten with knights that we meet, but ever for all your boast they lie in the dust or in the mire, and therefore I pray you rebuke me no more; and when ye see me beaten or yielden as recreant, then may ye bid me go from you shamefully; but first I let you wit I will not depart from you, for I were worse than a fool an I would depart from you all the while that I win worship. Well, said she, right soon there shall meet a knight shall pay thee all thy wages, for he is the most man of worship of the world, except King Arthur. I will well, said Beaumains, the more he is of worship, the more shall be my worship to have ado with him.
“Damsel,” Beaumains said, “it's rude of you to scold me like this. I believe I’ve served you well, and you keep threatening that I will be beaten by the knights we encounter. But, despite your talk, they lie in the dust or stuck in the mud. So, I ask you to stop rebuking me. When you see me beaten or surrender as a coward, then you can tell me to leave you in disgrace. But first, let me make it clear that I won’t leave you, because I would be more foolish than a fool if I did, especially while I can still earn honor. “Well,” she replied, “very soon a knight will come who will settle all your scores, as he is the most honorable man in the world, except for King Arthur.” “I’m okay with that,” Beaumains said. “The more honorable he is, the greater my honor will be to confront him.”
Then anon they were ware where was afore them a city rich and fair. And betwixt them and the city a mile and an half there was a fair meadow that seemed new mown, and therein were many pavilions fair to behold. Lo, said the damosel, yonder is a lord that owneth yonder city, and his custom is, when the weather is fair, to lie in this meadow to joust and tourney. And ever there be about him five hundred knights and gentlemen of arms, and there be all manner of games that any gentleman can devise. That goodly lord, said Beaumains, would I fain see. Thou shalt see him time enough, said the damosel, and so as she rode near she espied the pavilion where he was. Lo, said she, seest thou yonder pavilion that is all of the colour of Inde, and all manner of thing that there is about, men and women, and horses trapped, shields and spears were all of the colour of Inde, and his name is Sir Persant of Inde, the most lordliest knight that ever thou lookedst on. It may well be, said Beaumains, but be he never so stout a knight, in this field I shall abide till that I see him under his shield. Ah, fool, said she, thou wert better flee betimes. Why, said Beaumains, an he be such a knight as ye make him, he will not set upon me with all his men, or with his five hundred knights. For an there come no more but one at once, I shall him not fail whilst my life lasteth. Fie, fie, said the damosel, that ever such a stinking knave should blow such a boast. Damosel, he said, ye are to blame so to rebuke me, for I had liefer do five battles than so to be rebuked, let him come and then let him do his worst.
Then they soon noticed a beautiful, wealthy city in front of them. Between them and the city was a lovely meadow, about a mile and a half away, that looked freshly mown, filled with many impressive pavilions. "Look," said the lady, "over there is a lord who owns that city, and when the weather is nice, he likes to stay in this meadow to joust and hold tournaments. He’s always surrounded by five hundred knights and gentlemen of arms, and there are all kinds of games any gentleman can think of." "I would really like to see that noble lord," said Beaumains. "You'll have plenty of time to see him," the lady replied, and as she rode closer, she spotted the pavilion where he was. "Look," she said, "do you see that pavilion that’s the color of indigo? Everything around it—men, women, horses in armor, shields and spears—is all the same indigo color, and his name is Sir Persant of Inde, the most noble knight you will ever lay eyes on." "That may be, but no matter how brave he is, I will stay here until I see him under his shield," said Beaumains. "Oh, fool," she replied, "you’d be better off fleeing while you still can." "Why?" Beaumains said. "If he’s truly the knight you say he is, he won’t attack me with all his men or his five hundred knights. Even if just one comes at a time, I will not fail against him as long as I live." "Shame on you," said the lady, "for such a foolish knave to make such a boast." "Lady," he replied, "you’re wrong to scold me like that. I would rather fight five battles than be rebuked like this—let him come and do his worst."
Sir, she said, I marvel what thou art and of what kin thou art come; boldly thou speakest, and boldly thou hast done, that have I seen; therefore I pray thee save thyself an thou mayest, for thy horse and thou have had great travail, and I dread we dwell over long from the siege, for it is but hence seven mile, and all perilous passages we are passed save all only this passage; and here I dread me sore lest ye shall catch some hurt, therefore I would ye were hence, that ye were not bruised nor hurt with this strong knight. But I let you wit that Sir Persant of Inde is nothing of might nor strength unto the knight that laid the siege about my lady. As for that, said Sir Beaumains, be it as it be may. For sithen I am come so nigh this knight I will prove his might or I depart from him, and else I shall be shamed an I now withdraw me from him. And therefore, damosel, have ye no doubt by the grace of God I shall so deal with this knight that within two hours after noon I shall deliver him. And then shall we come to the siege by daylight. O Jesu, marvel have I, said the damosel, what manner a man ye be, for it may never be otherwise but that ye be come of a noble blood, for so foul nor shamefully did never woman rule a knight as I have done you, and ever courteously ye have suffered me, and that came never but of a gentle blood.
"Sir," she said, "I'm amazed at who you are and where you come from; you speak boldly, and you've acted bravely, which I've seen. So I ask you to save yourself if you can, because both you and your horse have been through a lot, and I'm worried we're staying away from the siege for too long—it's only seven miles away, and we've passed all the dangerous parts except for this one. Here, I fear greatly that you might get hurt, so I wish you'd leave before you get bruised or injured by this strong knight. But I want you to know that Sir Persant of Inde is no match for the knight who has besieged my lady. "As for that," said Sir Beaumains, "let it be as it will. Since I'm so close to this knight, I will test his strength or I will leave him; otherwise, I’ll be ashamed if I back down now. So, don’t doubt, damsel, by God’s grace I will deal with this knight, and within two hours after noon, I will defeat him. Then we’ll reach the siege by daylight." "Oh Jesus, I'm amazed," said the damsel, "at what kind of man you are, because it can't be anything other than that you come from noble blood. No woman has ever ruled a knight so shamefully as I have done to you, yet you have endured it all so courteously, and that can only come from someone of gentle blood."
Damosel, said Beaumains, a knight may little do that may not suffer a damosel, for whatsomever ye said unto me I took none heed to your words, for the more ye said the more ye angered me, and my wrath I wreaked upon them that I had ado withal. And therefore all the missaying that ye missaid me furthered me in my battle, and caused me to think to show and prove myself at the end what I was; for peradventure though I had meat in King Arthur’s kitchen, yet I might have had meat enough in other places, but all that I did it for to prove and assay my friends, and that shall be known another day; and whether that I be a gentleman born or none, I let you wit, fair damosel, I have done you gentleman’s service, and peradventure better service yet will I do or I depart from you. Alas, she said, fair Beaumains, forgive me all that I have missaid or done against thee. With all my heart, said he, I forgive it you, for ye did nothing but as ye should do, for all your evil words pleased me; and damosel, said Beaumains, since it liketh you to say thus fair unto me, wit ye well it gladdeth my heart greatly, and now meseemeth there is no knight living but I am able enough for him.
"Lady," Beaumains said, "a knight doesn’t complain about a lady’s actions, because whatever you said to me I didn’t pay attention to your words. The more you talked, the more you frustrated me, and I took my anger out on those I was fighting. So, all the insults you threw at me actually helped me in battle and made me determined to prove who I really am in the end. Even though I may have eaten well in King Arthur’s kitchen, I could have eaten just as well elsewhere. Everything I did was to test and assess my friends, and that will be revealed another day. Whether I was born a gentleman or not, let me tell you, fair lady, I have served you like a gentleman, and maybe I will even do better before I leave you. Oh, she replied, kind Beaumains, please forgive me for everything I’ve said or done against you. With all my heart, he said, I forgive you, because you acted as anyone would, and your harsh words didn’t bother me. And lady, Beaumains continued, since you choose to speak kindly to me, know that it truly makes me happy, and now I feel like there’s no knight alive that I can’t handle."
CHAPTER XII.
How Beaumains fought with Sir
Persant of Inde, and made him to be yielden.
With this Sir Persant of Inde had espied them as they hoved in the field, and knightly he sent to them whether he came in war or in peace. Say to thy lord, said Beaumains, I take no force, but whether as him list himself. So the messenger went again unto Sir Persant and told him all his answer. Well then will I have ado with him to the utterance, and so he purveyed him and rode against him. And Beaumains saw him and made him ready, and there they met with all that ever their horses might run, and brast their spears either in three pieces, and their horses rushed so together that both their horses fell dead to the earth; and lightly they avoided their horses and put their shields afore them, and drew their swords, and gave many great strokes that sometime they hurtled together that they fell grovelling on the ground. Thus they fought two hours and more, that their shields and their hauberks were all forhewen, and in many steads they were wounded. So at the last Sir Beaumains smote him through the cost of the body, and then he retrayed him here and there, and knightly maintained his battle long time. And at the last, though him loath were, Beaumains smote Sir Persant above upon the helm, that he fell grovelling to the earth; and then he leapt upon him overthwart and unlaced his helm to have slain him.
With that, Sir Persant of Inde spotted them as they gathered in the field, and as a true knight, he sent a message to ask whether he was coming in war or peace. "Tell your lord," said Beaumains, "I don't force anything, but he can choose how he likes." The messenger returned to Sir Persant and relayed his answer. "Well then, I will engage with him to the fullest," he replied, preparing himself and riding towards Beaumains. When Beaumains saw him, he got ready, and they charged at each other with all the speed their horses could muster, shattering their spears into three pieces. Their horses collided so hard that both fell dead to the ground; quickly they dismounted, raised their shields, drew their swords, and exchanged powerful blows. At times they pushed against each other so fiercely that they ended up on the ground. They fought for over two hours, during which their shields and armor were hacked to bits, and they were wounded in several places. Finally, Sir Beaumains delivered a blow that pierced through Sir Persant's body. Then he dodged around for a moment but valiantly continued to fight. In the end, even though he didn't want to, Beaumains struck Sir Persant on the helmet, knocking him down to the ground; then he leapt on top of him, unfastening his helmet, ready to kill him.
Then Sir Persant yielded him and asked him mercy. With that came the damosel and prayed to save his life. I will well, for it were pity this noble knight should die. Gramercy, said Persant, gentle knight and damosel. For certainly now I wot well it was ye that slew my brother the Black Knight at the black thorn; he was a full noble knight, his name was Sir Percard. Also I am sure that ye are he that won mine other brother the Green Knight, his name was Sir Pertolepe. Also ye won my brother the Red Knight, Sir Perimones. And now since ye have won these, this shall I do for to please you: ye shall have homage and fealty of me, and an hundred knights to be always at your commandment, to go and ride where ye will command us. And so they went unto Sir Persant’s pavilion and drank the wine, and ate spices, and afterward Sir Persant made him to rest upon a bed until supper time, and after supper to bed again. When Beaumains was abed, Sir Persant had a lady, a fair daughter of eighteen year of age, and there he called her unto him, and charged her and commanded her upon his blessing to go unto the knight’s bed, and lie down by his side, and make him no strange cheer, but good cheer, and take him in thine arms and kiss him, and look that this be done, I charge you, as ye will have my love and my good will. So Sir Persant’s daughter did as her father bade her, and so she went unto Sir Beaumains’ bed, and privily she dispoiled her, and laid her down by him, and then he awoke and saw her, and asked her what she was. Sir, she said, I am Sir Persant’s daughter, that by the commandment of my father am come hither. Be ye a maid or a wife? said he. Sir, she said, I am a clean maiden. God defend, said he, that I should defoil you to do Sir Persant such a shame; therefore, fair damosel, arise out of this bed or else I will. Sir, she said, I came not to you by mine own will, but as I was commanded. Alas, said Sir Beaumains, I were a shameful knight an I would do your father any disworship; and so he kissed her, and so she departed and came unto Sir Persant her father, and told him all how she had sped. Truly, said Sir Persant, whatsomever he be, he is come of a noble blood. And so we leave them there till on the morn.
Then Sir Persant gave in and asked for mercy. At that moment, the young lady arrived and pleaded to save his life. "I certainly will, because it would be a shame for this noble knight to die." "Thank you," said Persant, "gentle knight and lady. For I know well that it was you who killed my brother the Black Knight at the black thorn; he was a truly noble knight, named Sir Percard. I also know that you defeated my other brother the Green Knight, Sir Pertolepe. You also won my brother the Red Knight, Sir Perimones. Since you have bested these knights, here's what I'll do to please you: you shall have my loyalty and service, along with a hundred knights always at your command, ready to go wherever you direct us." They then went to Sir Persant’s tent, drank wine, enjoyed spices, and afterward, Persant had him rest on a bed until supper time, and then back to bed again. When Beaumains was in bed, Sir Persant had a daughter, a lovely eighteen-year-old, and he called her to him, instructing her, as his blessing depended on it, to go to the knight’s bed, lie down beside him, and be cheerful with him, holding him close and kissing him. He insisted that this must be done if she wanted his love and goodwill. So, Sir Persant’s daughter did as her father asked and quietly undressed, laying down next to him. He then woke up and asked who she was. "Sir," she replied, "I am Sir Persant's daughter, sent here by my father's command." "Are you a maiden or a wife?" he asked. "Sir," she said, "I am a pure maiden." "God forbid," he replied, "that I should dishonor you and bring such shame upon your father; therefore, dear lady, please rise from this bed, or I will." "Sir," she replied, "I did not come to you of my own will, but as I was commanded." "Alas," said Sir Beaumains, "it would be shameful for me to disrespect your father." He then kissed her, and she left to tell Sir Persant how it had gone. "Truly," said Sir Persant, "whoever he is, he comes from noble blood." And so we leave them there until the morning.
CHAPTER XIII.
Of the goodly communication between
Sir Persant and Beaumains, and how he told him that his name was Sir
Gareth.
And so on the morn the damosel and Sir Beaumains heard mass and brake their fast, and so took their leave. Fair damosel, said Persant, whitherward are ye way-leading this knight? Sir, she said, this knight is going to the siege that besiegeth my sister in the Castle Dangerous. Ah, ah, said Persant, that is the Knight of the Red Laund, the which is the most perilous knight that I know now living, and a man that is without mercy, and men say that he hath seven men’s strength. God save you, said he to Beaumains, from that knight, for he doth great wrong to that lady, and that is great pity, for she is one of the fairest ladies of the world, and meseemeth that your damosel is her sister: is not your name Linet? said he. Yea, sir, said she, and my lady my sister’s name is Dame Lionesse. Now shall I tell you, said Sir Persant, this Red Knight of the Red Laund hath lain long at the siege, well-nigh this two years, and many times he might have had her an he had would, but he prolongeth the time to this intent, for to have Sir Launcelot du Lake to do battle with him, or Sir Tristram, or Sir Lamorak de Galis, or Sir Gawaine, and this is his tarrying so long at the siege.
So, the next morning, the lady and Sir Beaumains attended mass and had breakfast, then said their goodbyes. “Fair lady,” said Persant, “where are you leading this knight?” “Sir,” she replied, “this knight is heading to the siege that is surrounding my sister at Castle Dangerous.” “Ah, I see,” said Persant, “that’s the Knight of the Red Laund, the most dangerous knight I know of, a man without mercy. People say he has the strength of seven men. God protect you, Beaumains, from that knight, for he does great wrong to that lady, which is a shame because she is one of the fairest ladies in the world, and it seems your lady is her sister: is your name Linet?” “Yes, sir,” she replied, “and my sister’s name is Dame Lionesse.” “Now let me tell you,” said Sir Persant, “this Red Knight of the Red Laund has been laying siege for nearly two years, and he could have had her many times if he wanted, but he prolongs the siege on purpose, hoping to lure Sir Launcelot du Lake, or Sir Tristram, or Sir Lamorak de Galis, or Sir Gawaine into battle with him, and that’s why he has stayed at the siege for so long.”
Now my lord Sir Persant of Inde, said the damosel Linet, I require you that ye will make this gentleman knight or ever he fight with the Red Knight. I will with all my heart, said Sir Persant, an it please him to take the order of knighthood of so simple a man as I am. Sir, said Beaumains, I thank you for your good will, for I am better sped, for certainly the noble knight Sir Launcelot made me knight. Ah, said Sir Persant, of a more renowned knight might ye not be made knight; for of all knights he may be called chief of knighthood; and so all the world saith, that betwixt three knights is departed clearly knighthood, that is Launcelot du Lake, Sir Tristram de Liones, and Sir Lamorak de Galis: these bear now the renown. There be many other knights, as Sir Palamides the Saracen and Sir Safere his brother; also Sir Bleoberis and Sir Blamore de Ganis his brother; also Sir Bors de Ganis and Sir Ector de Maris and Sir Percivale de Galis; these and many more be noble knights, but there be none that pass the three above said; therefore God speed you well, said Sir Persant, for an ye may match the Red Knight ye shall be called the fourth of the world.
Now my lord Sir Persant of Inde, said the lady Linet, I ask you to make this gentleman a knight before he fights the Red Knight. I would be happy to do so, said Sir Persant, if he wishes to receive the knighthood from such a simple man like me. Sir, said Beaumains, I appreciate your good intentions, but I’m already in luck, as the noble knight Sir Launcelot has made me a knight. Ah, said Sir Persant, you couldn’t have been knighted by anyone more famous; for among all knights, he is truly considered the greatest of them all. Everyone agrees that the essence of knighthood is clearly divided among three knights: Launcelot du Lake, Sir Tristram de Liones, and Sir Lamorak de Galis. These three carry the most renown. There are many other knights, like Sir Palamides the Saracen and his brother Sir Safere; also Sir Bleoberis and his brother Sir Blamore de Ganis; and Sir Bors de Ganis, Sir Ector de Maris, and Sir Percivale de Galis. These, along with many others, are noble knights, but none surpass the three mentioned above. Therefore, good luck to you, said Sir Persant, because if you can match the Red Knight, you’ll be recognized as the fourth greatest knight in the world.
Sir, said Beaumains, I would fain be of good fame and of knighthood. And I let you wit I came of good men, for I dare say my father was a noble man, and so that ye will keep it in close, and this damosel, I will tell you of what kin I am. We will not discover you, said they both, till ye command us, by the faith we owe unto God. Truly then, said he, my name is Gareth of Orkney, and King Lot was my father, and my mother is King Arthur’s sister, her name is Dame Morgawse, and Sir Gawaine is my brother, and Sir Agravaine and Sir Gaheris, and I am the youngest of them all. And yet wot not King Arthur nor Sir Gawaine what I am.
"Sir," Beaumains said, "I want to be known for my good reputation and knightly status. I want you to know that I come from good people, as I can confidently say my father was a noble man. If you promise to keep it a secret, I will tell you about my lineage. 'We won’t reveal it,' they both said, 'until you tell us to, by the faith we owe to God.' 'Then I’ll tell you the truth,' he said. 'My name is Gareth of Orkney. King Lot is my father, and my mother is King Arthur's sister, her name is Dame Morgawse. Sir Gawaine is my brother, along with Sir Agravaine and Sir Gaheris, and I’m the youngest of them all. Yet neither King Arthur nor Sir Gawaine knows who I am."
CHAPTER XIV.
How the lady that was besieged had
word from her sister how she had brought a knight to fight for her, and what
battles he had achieved.
So the book saith that the lady that was besieged had word of her sister’s coming by the dwarf, and a knight with her, and how he had passed all the perilous passages. What manner a man is he? said the lady. He is a noble knight, truly, madam, said the dwarf, and but a young man, but he is as likely a man as ever ye saw any. What is he? said the damosel, and of what kin is he come, and of whom was he made knight? Madam, said the dwarf, he is the king’s son of Orkney, but his name I will not tell you as at this time; but wit ye well, of Sir Launcelot was he made knight, for of none other would he be made knight, and Sir Kay named him Beaumains. How escaped he, said the lady, from the brethren of Persant? Madam, he said, as a noble knight should. First, he slew two brethren at a passage of a water. Ah! said she, they were good knights, but they were murderers, the one hight Gherard le Breuse, and the other knight hight Sir Arnold le Breuse. Then, madam, he recountered with the Black Knight, and slew him in plain battle, and so he took his horse and his armour and fought with the Green Knight and won him in plain battle, and in like wise he served the Red Knight, and after in the same wise he served the Blue Knight and won him in plain battle. Then, said the lady, he hath overcome Sir Persant of Inde, one of the noblest knights of the world, and the dwarf said, He hath won all the four brethren and slain the Black Knight, and yet he did more to-fore: he overthrew Sir Kay and left him nigh dead upon the ground; also he did a great battle with Sir Launcelot, and there they departed on even hands: and then Sir Launcelot made him knight.
So the book says that the lady who was under siege heard from the dwarf about her sister's arrival and a knight with her, who had passed through all the dangerous challenges. "What kind of man is he?" asked the lady. "He’s a noble knight, truly, ma'am," replied the dwarf, "and just a young man, but he’s one of the finest men you’ll ever see." "Who is he?" asked the damsel, "and what is his lineage? Who made him a knight?" "Ma'am," said the dwarf, "he’s the king’s son of Orkney, but I won't tell you his name right now; just know that he was made a knight by Sir Launcelot, as he wouldn’t accept knighthood from anyone else, and Sir Kay named him Beaumains." "How did he escape from the brothers of Persant?" asked the lady. "Ma'am," he replied, "as a noble knight should. First, he killed two brothers at a river crossing. Ah!" she said, "they were good knights, but they were murderers, one named Gherard le Breuse, and the other knight was Sir Arnold le Breuse." "Then, ma'am, he faced the Black Knight and defeated him in open combat, took his horse and armor, and fought the Green Knight and won in a fair fight. Likewise, he took on the Red Knight and defeated him, and then did the same with the Blue Knight." "Then," said the lady, "he has defeated Sir Persant of Inde, one of the noblest knights in the world." The dwarf said, "He has conquered all four brothers and killed the Black Knight, but he did even more before that: he bested Sir Kay and left him nearly dead on the ground; he also had a great battle with Sir Launcelot, and they parted as equals. Then Sir Launcelot made him a knight."
Dwarf, said the lady, I am glad of these tidings, therefore go thou in an hermitage of mine hereby, and there shalt thou bear with thee of my wine in two flagons of silver, they are of two gallons, and also two cast of bread with fat venison baked, and dainty fowls; and a cup of gold here I deliver thee, that is rich and precious; and bear all this to mine hermitage, and put it in the hermit’s hands. And sithen go thou unto my sister and greet her well, and commend me unto that gentle knight, and pray him to eat and to drink and make him strong, and say ye him I thank him of his courtesy and goodness, that he would take upon him such labour for me that never did him bounty nor courtesy. Also pray him that he be of good heart and courage, for he shall meet with a full noble knight, but he is neither of bounty, courtesy, nor gentleness; for he attendeth unto nothing but to murder, and that is the cause I cannot praise him nor love him.
"Dwarf," said the lady, "I'm glad to hear this news. So go to my hermitage nearby, and there you will take with you my wine in two silver flagons, which hold two gallons each, along with two loaves of bread, some rich venison that's been roasted, and some fine birds. And here I give you a golden cup, which is valuable and precious. Bring all of this to my hermitage and hand it to the hermit. After that, go to my sister and give her my regards, and send my compliments to that noble knight. Ask him to eat and drink to regain his strength, and tell him I appreciate his kindness and generosity in taking on such a burden for me—something I never returned with any favor or courtesy. Also, encourage him to stay brave and courageous, for he will encounter a very noble knight, though he lacks generosity, courtesy, and nobility; he is only focused on murder, which is why I cannot admire or love him."
So this dwarf departed, and came to Sir Persant, where he found the damosel Linet and Sir Beaumains, and there he told them all as ye have heard; and then they took their leave, but Sir Persant took an ambling hackney and conveyed them on their ways, and then beleft them to God; and so within a little while they came to that hermitage, and there they drank the wine, and ate the venison and the fowls baken. And so when they had repasted them well, the dwarf returned again with his vessel unto the castle again; and there met with him the Red Knight of the Red Launds, and asked him from whence that he came, and where he had been. Sir, said the dwarf, I have been with my lady’s sister of this castle, and she hath been at King Arthur’s court, and brought a knight with her. Then I account her travail but lost; for though she had brought with her Sir Launcelot, Sir Tristram, Sir Lamorak, or Sir Gawaine, I would think myself good enough for them all.
So the dwarf left and went to Sir Persant, where he found the lady Linet and Sir Beaumains. He told them everything you’ve just heard; then they said their goodbyes. Sir Persant took a steady horse and helped them on their way, then left them in God's care. Soon after, they arrived at the hermitage, where they drank wine and enjoyed venison and baked fowl. After they had eaten well, the dwarf returned to the castle with his vessel and ran into the Red Knight of the Red Launds, who asked him where he had been. "Sir," said the dwarf, "I was with my lady’s sister from this castle, and she was at King Arthur’s court and brought a knight with her." "Then I consider her journey wasted," said the knight, "because even if she had brought Sir Launcelot, Sir Tristram, Sir Lamorak, or Sir Gawain, I would still think I could hold my own against them all."
It may well be, said the dwarf, but this knight hath passed all the perilous passages, and slain the Black Knight and other two more, and won the Green Knight, the Red Knight, and the Blue Knight. Then is he one of these four that I have afore rehearsed. He is none of those, said the dwarf, but he is a king’s son. What is his name? said the Red Knight of the Red Launds. That will I not tell you, said the dwarf, but Sir Kay upon scorn named him Beaumains. I care not, said the knight, what knight so ever he be, for I shall soon deliver him. And if I ever match him he shall have a shameful death as many other have had. That were pity, said the dwarf, and it is marvel that ye make such shameful war upon noble knights.
"It might be, said the dwarf, but this knight has gone through all the dangerous challenges, defeated the Black Knight and two others, and conquered the Green Knight, the Red Knight, and the Blue Knight. So he must be one of those four I mentioned. He is none of them, said the dwarf, but he is a king’s son. What’s his name? asked the Red Knight of the Red Launds. I won’t tell you, said the dwarf, but Sir Kay mocked him by calling him Beaumains. I don’t care who he is, said the knight, I’ll take him down quickly. And if I ever face him, he will meet a shameful end like many others before him. That would be a shame, said the dwarf, and it’s surprising that you wage such disgraceful war against noble knights."
CHAPTER XV.
How the damosel and Beaumains came to
the siege; and came to a sycamore tree, and there Beaumains blew a horn, and
then the Knight of the Red Launds came to fight with him.
Now leave we the knight and the dwarf, and speak we of Beaumains, that all night lay in the hermitage; and upon the morn he and the damosel Linet heard their mass and brake their fast. And then they took their horses and rode throughout a fair forest; and then they came to a plain, and saw where were many pavilions and tents, and a fair castle, and there was much smoke and great noise; and when they came near the siege Sir Beaumains espied upon great trees, as he rode, how there hung full goodly armed knights by the neck, and their shields about their necks with their swords, and gilt spurs upon their heels, and so there hung nigh a forty knights shamefully with full rich arms.
Now let’s leave the knight and the dwarf and talk about Beaumains, who spent the night in the hermitage. In the morning, he and the lady Linet attended mass and had breakfast. After that, they got on their horses and rode through a beautiful forest. Eventually, they came to an open area and saw many pavilions and tents, along with a grand castle. There was a lot of smoke and noise. As they approached the camp, Sir Beaumains noticed from his horse that many well-armed knights were hanging from great trees by their necks, their shields around their necks, swords at their sides, and golden spurs on their heels. Almost forty knights hung there shamefully, all in rich armor.
Then Sir Beaumains abated his countenance and said, What meaneth this? Fair sir, said the damosel, abate not your cheer for all this sight, for ye must courage yourself, or else ye be all shent, for all these knights came hither to this siege to rescue my sister Dame Lionesse, and when the Red Knight of the Red Launds had overcome them, he put them to this shameful death without mercy and pity. And in the same wise he will serve you but if you quit you the better.
Then Sir Beaumains lowered his expression and said, "What's going on here?" The young lady replied, "Don’t let this trouble you, kind sir. You need to stay strong, or else you’ll be in serious trouble. All these knights came here to rescue my sister, Dame Lionesse, and when the Red Knight of the Red Launds defeated them, he subjected them to this cruel death without mercy. He will do the same to you unless you step up your game."
Now Jesu defend me, said Beaumains, from such a villainous death and shenship of arms. For rather than I should so be faren withal, I would rather be slain manly in plain battle. So were ye better, said the damosel; for trust not, in him is no courtesy, but all goeth to the death or shameful murder, and that is pity, for he is a full likely man, well made of body, and a full noble knight of prowess, and a lord of great lands and possessions. Truly, said Beaumains, he may well be a good knight, but he useth shameful customs, and it is marvel that he endureth so long that none of the noble knights of my lord Arthur’s have not dealt with him.
"Now Jesus, protect me," said Beaumains, "from such a disgraceful death and dishonor in battle. I'd rather die bravely in a fair fight. You'd be better off, said the damsel, because don't trust him; there’s no courtesy in him, just death or shameful murder, which is a pity since he's quite an impressive man, well-built, and a truly noble knight with great skills, and a lord with extensive lands and wealth. Truly, said Beaumains, he might be a good knight, but he uses disgraceful practices, and it’s a wonder that none of the noble knights of my lord Arthur have taken him on."
And then they rode to the dykes, and saw them double dyked with full warlike walls; and there were lodged many great lords nigh the walls; and there was great noise of minstrelsy; and the sea beat upon the one side of the walls, where were many ships and mariners’ noise with “hale and how.” And also there was fast by a sycamore tree, and there hung an horn, the greatest that ever they saw, of an elephant’s bone; and this Knight of the Red Launds had hanged it up there, that if there came any errant-knight, he must blow that horn, and then will he make him ready and come to him to do battle. But, sir, I pray you, said the damosel Linet, blow ye not the horn till it be high noon, for now it is about prime, and now increaseth his might, that as men say he hath seven men’s strength. Ah, fie for shame, fair damosel, say ye never so more to me; for, an he were as good a knight as ever was, I shall never fail him in his most might, for either I will win worship worshipfully, or die knightly in the field. And therewith he spurred his horse straight to the sycamore tree, and blew so the horn eagerly that all the siege and the castle rang thereof. And then there leapt out knights out of their tents and pavilions, and they within the castle looked over the walls and out at windows.
Then they rode to the dykes and saw them surrounded by powerful double walls, where many great lords were staying nearby. There was a lot of music, and the sea crashed against one side of the walls, with ships and sailors shouting “hale and how.” Right by a sycamore tree, there hung a horn, the largest they had ever seen, made from an elephant’s bone. This Knight of the Red Launds had hung it there so that any wandering knight who came by would blow the horn, and then he would prepare himself to face him in battle. “But, sir,” the damosel Linet said, “don’t blow the horn until it’s high noon, because it’s only around prime now, and he’s gaining strength. As people say, he has the strength of seven men.” “Oh, shame on you, fair damosel,” he replied. “Don’t say that to me again. If he’s as good a knight as any, I won’t fail him in his greatest strength, because either I will win honorably or die bravely in the field.” With that, he urged his horse straight to the sycamore tree and blew the horn eagerly, so loudly that the entire siege and castle echoed. Knights leapt out of their tents and pavilions, and those inside the castle looked over the walls and out of the windows.
Then the Red Knight of the Red Launds armed him hastily, and two barons set on his spurs upon his heels, and all was blood red, his armour, spear and shield. And an earl buckled his helm upon his head, and then they brought him a red spear and a red steed, and so he rode into a little vale under the castle, that all that were in the castle and at the siege might behold the battle.
Then the Red Knight of the Red Launds quickly got ready, and two barons strapped on his spurs. Everything was blood red—his armor, spear, and shield. An earl fastened his helmet onto his head, and then they handed him a red spear and a red horse. He rode into a small vale beneath the castle so that everyone inside the castle and at the siege could watch the battle.
CHAPTER XVI.
How the two knights met together,
and of their talking, and how they began their battle.
Sir, said the damosel Linet unto Sir Beaumains, look ye be glad and light, for yonder is your deadly enemy, and at yonder window is my lady, my sister, Dame Lionesse. Where? said Beaumains. Yonder, said the damosel, and pointed with her finger. That is truth, said Beaumains. She beseemeth afar the fairest lady that ever I looked upon; and truly, he said, I ask no better quarrel than now for to do battle, for truly she shall be my lady, and for her I will fight. And ever he looked up to the window with glad countenance, and the Lady Lionesse made curtsey to him down to the earth, with holding up both their hands.
“Sir,” said the lady Linet to Sir Beaumains, “be happy and cheerful, because over there is your mortal enemy, and at that window is my lady, my sister, Dame Lionesse.” “Where?” asked Beaumains. “Over there,” said the lady, pointing with her finger. “That is true,” said Beaumains. “She looks like the fairest lady I’ve ever seen; and honestly, I can't ask for a better reason to fight than this, for she will truly be my lady, and I will fight for her.” And he kept looking up at the window with a joyful expression, and Lady Lionesse curtsied to him down to the ground, holding up both of her hands.
With that the Red Knight of the Red Launds called to Sir Beaumains, Leave, sir knight, thy looking, and behold me, I counsel thee; for I warn thee well she is my lady, and for her I have done many strong battles. If thou have so done, said Beaumains, meseemeth it was but waste labour, for she loveth none of thy fellowship, and thou to love that loveth not thee is but great folly. For an I understood that she were not glad of my coming, I would be advised or I did battle for her. But I understand by the besieging of this castle she may forbear thy fellowship. And therefore wit thou well, thou Red Knight of the Red Launds, I love her, and will rescue her, or else to die. Sayst thou that? said the Red Knight, meseemeth thou ought of reason to be ware by yonder knights that thou sawest hang upon yonder trees. Fie for shame, said Beaumains, that ever thou shouldest say or do so evil, for in that thou shamest thyself and knighthood, and thou mayst be sure there will no lady love thee that knoweth thy wicked customs. And now thou weenest that the sight of these hanged knights should fear me. Nay truly, not so; that shameful sight causeth me to have courage and hardiness against thee, more than I would have had against thee an thou wert a well-ruled knight. Make thee ready, said the Red Knight of the Red Launds, and talk no longer with me.
With that, the Red Knight of the Red Launds called to Sir Beaumains, "Leave off your looking, sir knight, and pay attention to me; I advise you to heed my warning, as she is my lady, and I have fought many fierce battles for her. If you have done the same," said Beaumains, "it seems to me that it was a waste of effort, for she does not love anyone in your group, and to love someone who does not love you in return is foolishness. If I understood that she was not pleased by my arrival, I would think twice before going into battle for her. But I gather from the siege of this castle that she may be avoiding your company. So know this well, Red Knight of the Red Launds: I love her, and I will rescue her, or I will die trying." "Do you say that?" asked the Red Knight. "It seems to me you should be wary of those knights you saw hanging from the trees over there." "Shame on you," said Beaumains, "for ever suggesting or doing something so vile; in doing so, you bring shame upon yourself and upon knighthood, and you can be sure no lady will love you if she knows of your wicked ways. And now you think that the sight of those hung knights should frighten me? Not at all; that shameful sight gives me even more courage and determination to face you than I would have had if you were a well-mannered knight. Get ready," said the Red Knight of the Red Launds, "and stop talking to me."
Then Sir Beaumains bade the damosel go from him; and then they put their spears in their rests, and came together with all their might that they had both, and either smote other in midst of their shields that the paitrelles, surcingles, and cruppers brast, and fell to the earth both, and the reins of their bridles in their hands; and so they lay a great while sore astonied, that all that were in the castle and in the siege weened their necks had been broken; and then many a stranger and other said the strange knight was a big man, and a noble jouster, for or now we saw never no knight match the Red Knight of the Red Launds: thus they said, both within the castle and without. Then lightly they avoided their horses and put their shields afore them, and drew their swords and ran together like two fierce lions, and either gave other such buffets upon their helms that they reeled backward both two strides; and then they recovered both, and hewed great pieces off their harness and their shields that a great part fell into the fields.
Then Sir Beaumains told the lady to leave him; and then they placed their spears in position and charged at each other with all their strength, each striking the other right in the middle of their shields, causing their breastplates, saddles, and cruppers to shatter and crash to the ground. Both fell, with the reins of their bridles still in their hands, and lay there for a long time, dazed, making everyone in the castle and the surrounding area think their necks had broken. Afterward, many strangers remarked that the mysterious knight was a large man and a noble jouster, since they had never seen a knight who could match the Red Knight of the Red Launds before; such comments were made both inside and outside the castle. Then they quickly got off their horses, put their shields in front of them, drew their swords, and charged each other like two fierce lions, delivering such blows to each other's helmets that they both staggered back a couple of paces. After regaining their footing, they hacked off large pieces of each other's armor and shields, so much that a significant part fell into the fields.
CHAPTER XVII.
How after long fighting Beaumains
overcame the knight and would have slain him, but at the request of the lords
he saved his life, and made him to yield him to the lady.
And then thus they fought till it was past noon, and never would stint, till at the last they lacked wind both; and then they stood wagging and scattering, panting, blowing and bleeding, that all that beheld them for the most part wept for pity. So when they had rested them a while they yede to battle again, tracing, racing, foining as two boars. And at some time they took their run as it had been two rams, and hurtled together that sometime they fell grovelling to the earth: and at some time they were so amazed that either took other’s sword instead of his own.
And then they fought until it was past noon, and they wouldn’t stop until they were both out of breath. They stood there, panting, bleeding, and shaky, making everyone who watched them weep with pity. After resting for a bit, they went back into battle, charging and thrusting at each other like two wild boars. Sometimes they ran at each other like two rams and collided hard enough that they both fell to the ground. At other times, they were so confused that they grabbed each other’s swords instead of their own.
Thus they endured till evensong time, that there was none that beheld them might know whether was like to win the battle; and their armour was so forhewn that men might see their naked sides; and in other places they were naked, but ever the naked places they did defend. And the Red Knight was a wily knight of war, and his wily fighting taught Sir Beaumains to be wise; but he abought it full sore or he did espy his fighting.
Thus they held out until evening prayer, and no one watching them could tell who was likely to win the battle; their armor was so battered that people could see their bare sides, and in other areas they were exposed, yet they always defended those exposed parts. The Red Knight was a clever warrior, and his cunning style of fighting taught Sir Beaumains to be shrewd; but he paid a steep price before he learned to recognize his fighting tactics.
And thus by assent of them both they granted either other to rest; and so they set them down upon two mole-hills there beside the fighting place, and either of them unlaced his helm, and took the cold wind; for either of their pages was fast by them, to come when they called to unlace their harness and to set them on again at their commandment. And then when Sir Beaumains’ helm was off, he looked up to the window, and there he saw the fair lady Dame Lionesse, and she made him such countenance that his heart waxed light and jolly; and therewith he bade the Red Knight of the Red Launds make him ready, and let us do the battle to the utterance. I will well, said the knight, and then they laced up their helms, and their pages avoided, and they stepped together and fought freshly; but the Red Knight of the Red Launds awaited him, and at an overthwart smote him within the hand, that his sword fell out of his hand; and yet he gave him another buffet upon the helm that he fell grovelling to the earth, and the Red Knight fell over him, for to hold him down.
And so, with both of their agreement, they allowed each other to rest; they sat down on two molehills beside the battlefield, and each of them removed their helmets to feel the cool breeze. Their pages stood close by, ready to help them take off their armor and put it back on when called. As soon as Sir Beaumains took off his helmet, he looked up at the window and saw the beautiful Lady Dame Lionesse. She smiled at him, which made his heart feel light and happy. He then instructed the Red Knight of the Red Launds to get ready, saying they should fight until one of them won. "Sure thing," replied the knight, and then they put their helmets back on, their pages stepped back, and they went at it fiercely. However, the Red Knight of the Red Launds anticipated him and struck him hard on the hand, making his sword fall. He then landed another blow on his helmet, causing Beaumains to fall to the ground, and the Red Knight fell on top of him to keep him down.
Then cried the maiden Linet on high: O Sir Beaumains, where is thy courage become? Alas, my lady my sister beholdeth thee, and she sobbeth and weepeth, that maketh mine heart heavy. When Sir Beaumains heard her say so, he abraid up with a great might and gat him upon his feet, and lightly he leapt to his sword and gripped it in his hand, and doubled his pace unto the Red Knight, and there they fought a new battle together. But Sir Beaumains then doubled his strokes, and smote so thick that he smote the sword out of his hand, and then he smote him upon the helm that he fell to the earth, and Sir Beaumains fell upon him, and unlaced his helm to have slain him; and then he yielded him and asked mercy, and said with a loud voice: O noble knight, I yield me to thy mercy.
Then Linet cried out: "O Sir Beaumains, where has your courage gone? Alas, my lady sister sees you, and she sobs and weeps, which makes my heart heavy." When Sir Beaumains heard this, he rallied with great strength and got to his feet. He quickly grabbed his sword and ran toward the Red Knight, and they started a new battle. But Sir Beaumains increased his strikes, hitting so fiercely that he knocked the sword from the Red Knight's hand. Then he struck him on the helmet, causing him to fall to the ground, and Sir Beaumains pounced on him, unfastening his helmet to kill him. Then the Red Knight surrendered and asked for mercy, saying loudly: "O noble knight, I submit to your mercy."
Then Sir Beaumains bethought him upon the knights that he had made to be hanged shamefully, and then he said: I may not with my worship save thy life, for the shameful deaths that thou hast caused many full good knights to die. Sir, said the Red Knight of the Red Launds, hold your hand and ye shall know the causes why I put them to so shameful a death. Say on, said Sir Beaumains. Sir, I loved once a lady, a fair damosel, and she had her brother slain; and she said it was Sir Launcelot du Lake, or else Sir Gawaine; and she prayed me as that I loved her heartily, that I would make her a promise by the faith of my knighthood, for to labour daily in arms unto I met with one of them; and all that I might overcome I should put them unto a villainous death; and this is the cause that I have put all these knights to death, and so I ensured her to do all the villainy unto King Arthur’s knights, and that I should take vengeance upon all these knights. And, sir, now I will thee tell that every day my strength increaseth till noon, and all this time have I seven men’s strength.
Then Sir Beaumains thought about the knights he had shamefully hanged, and he said: I cannot, in good conscience, save your life because of the disgraceful deaths you've caused so many worthy knights to suffer. Sir, said the Red Knight of the Red Launds, wait a moment, and you'll understand why I put them to such a dishonorable death. Go ahead, said Sir Beaumains. Sir, I once loved a lady, a beautiful damsel, and her brother was killed; she blamed it on Sir Launcelot du Lake or Sir Gawaine; and she pleaded with me, as I genuinely loved her, to promise by my knightly honor that I would tirelessly seek out one of them; and for everyone I defeated, I would ensure they faced a cruel death. This is why I have killed all these knights, as I swore to her I would commit all this wrongdoing against King Arthur’s knights and take revenge on them. And, sir, I will tell you now that my strength grows every day until noon, and during this time, I have the strength of seven men.
CHAPTER XVIII.
How the knight yielded him, and
how Beaumains made him to go unto King Arthur’s court, and to cry Sir
Launcelot mercy.
Then came there many earls, and barons, and noble knights, and prayed that knight to save his life, and take him to your prisoner. And all they fell upon their knees, and prayed him of mercy, and that he would save his life; and, Sir, they all said, it were fairer of him to take homage and fealty, and let him hold his lands of you than for to slay him; by his death ye shall have none advantage, and his misdeeds that be done may not be undone; and therefore he shall make amends to all parties, and we all will become your men and do you homage and fealty. Fair lords, said Beaumains, wit you well I am full loath to slay this knight, nevertheless he hath done passing ill and shamefully; but insomuch all that he did was at a lady’s request I blame him the less; and so for your sake I will release him that he shall have his life upon this covenant, that he go within the castle, and yield him there to the lady, and if she will forgive and quit him, I will well; with this he make her amends of all the trespass he hath done against her and her lands. And also, when that is done, that ye go unto the court of King Arthur, and there that ye ask Sir Launcelot mercy, and Sir Gawaine, for the evil will ye have had against them. Sir, said the Red Knight of the Red Launds, all this will I do as ye command, and siker assurance and borrows ye shall have. And so then when the assurance was made, he made his homage and fealty, and all those earls and barons with him.
Then many earls, barons, and noble knights came forward and pleaded with the knight to spare his life and take him as a prisoner. They all knelt down, asking for mercy and urging him to save the knight's life. They said it would be more honorable for him to accept loyalty and fealty from the knight, allowing him to keep his lands rather than killing him; his death wouldn’t benefit anyone, and his wrongdoings couldn’t be reversed. Therefore, he should make amends to everyone involved, and all of them would become his loyal subjects. "Noble lords," said Beaumains, "I truly dislike the idea of killing this knight. However, he has acted exceedingly poorly and shamefully. But since he did it all at a lady’s request, I hold him less accountable. So for your sake, I will let him go, granting him his life on the condition that he goes into the castle and surrenders to the lady. If she forgives him, then I will too; he must make amends for all the wrong he has done to her and her lands. Also, once that is done, you must go to King Arthur's court and ask for mercy from Sir Launcelot and Sir Gawaine for the hostility you’ve shown them." "Sir," replied the Red Knight of the Red Launds, "I will do all this as you command, and you shall have surety and guarantees." Once these guarantees were established, he pledged his loyalty and all the earls and barons with him did the same.
And then the maiden Linet came to Sir Beaumains, and unarmed him and searched his wounds, and stinted his blood, and in likewise she did to the Red Knight of the Red Launds. And there they sojourned ten days in their tents; and the Red Knight made his lords and servants to do all the pleasure that they might unto Sir Beaumains. And so within a while the Red Knight of the Red Launds yede unto the castle, and put him in her grace. And so she received him upon sufficient surety, so all her hurts were well restored of all that she could complain. And then he departed unto the court of King Arthur, and there openly the Red Knight of the Red Launds put him in the mercy of Sir Launcelot and Sir Gawaine, and there he told openly how he was overcome and by whom, and also he told all the battles from the beginning unto the ending. Jesu mercy, said King Arthur and Sir Gawaine, we marvel much of what blood he is come, for he is a noble knight. Have ye no marvel, said Sir Launcelot, for ye shall right well wit that he is come of a full noble blood; and as for his might and hardiness, there be but few now living that is so mighty as he is, and so noble of prowess. It seemeth by you, said King Arthur, that ye know his name, and from whence he is come, and of what blood he is. I suppose I do so, said Launcelot, or else I would not have given him the order of knighthood; but he gave me such charge at that time that I should never discover him until he required me, or else it be known openly by some other.
And then the young woman Linet came to Sir Beaumains, took off his armor, checked his wounds, and stopped his bleeding. She did the same for the Red Knight of the Red Launds. They stayed in their tents for ten days, during which the Red Knight had his lords and servants do everything they could to please Sir Beaumains. After a while, the Red Knight of the Red Launds went to the castle and placed himself at her mercy. She accepted him with a sufficient guarantee, and all her wounds were completely healed from everything she could complain about. Then he left for King Arthur's court, where the Red Knight of the Red Launds publicly placed himself in the care of Sir Launcelot and Sir Gawaine. There, he openly recounted how he was defeated and by whom, and he shared all the battles from beginning to end. "Jesus, have mercy," said King Arthur and Sir Gawaine, "we are very curious about his lineage, as he is a noble knight." "You should have no doubt," said Sir Launcelot, "because you will find out that he comes from a very noble family; and as for his strength and bravery, there are few living now who are as powerful and noble in skill as he is." "It seems to me," said King Arthur, "that you know his name, where he comes from, and what his lineage is." "I believe I do," said Launcelot, "or else I wouldn’t have knighted him; but he instructed me at that time never to reveal who he was unless he asked me to, or if it became known publicly through someone else."
CHAPTER XIX.
How Beaumains came to the lady, and
when he came to the castle the gates were closed against him, and of the words
that the lady said to him.
Now turn we unto Sir Beaumains that desired of Linet that he might see her sister, his lady. Sir, she said, I would fain ye saw her. Then Sir Beaumains all armed him, and took his horse and his spear, and rode straight unto the castle. And when he came to the gate he found there many men armed, and pulled up the drawbridge and drew the port close.
Now let's move on to Sir Beaumains, who asked Linet if he could see her sister, his lady. "I would really like you to see her," she replied. So Sir Beaumains put on his armor, took his horse and spear, and rode straight to the castle. When he arrived at the gate, he found many armed men there, and they pulled up the drawbridge and closed the portcullis.
Then marvelled he why they would not suffer him to enter. And then he looked up to the window; and there he saw the fair Lionesse that said on high: Go thy way, Sir Beaumains, for as yet thou shalt not have wholly my love, unto the time that thou be called one of the number of the worthy knights. And therefore go labour in worship this twelvemonth, and then thou shalt hear new tidings. Alas, fair lady, said Beaumains, I have not deserved that ye should show me this strangeness, and I had weened that I should have right good cheer with you, and unto my power I have deserved thank, and well I am sure I have bought your love with part of the best blood within my body. Fair courteous knight, said Dame Lionesse, be not displeased nor over-hasty; for wit you well your great travail nor good love shall not be lost, for I consider your great travail and labour, your bounty and your goodness as me ought to do. And therefore go on your way, and look that ye be of good comfort, for all shall be for your worship and for the best, and perdy a twelvemonth will soon be done, and trust me, fair knight, I shall be true to you, and never to betray you, but to my death I shall love you and none other. And therewithal she turned her from the window, and Sir Beaumains rode awayward from the castle, making great dole, and so he rode here and there and wist not where he rode, till it was dark night. And then it happened him to come to a poor man’s house, and there he was harboured all that night.
Then he wondered why they wouldn't let him in. He looked up at the window and saw the beautiful Lionesse, who said loudly: "Go away, Sir Beaumains, for you won't completely have my love until you are counted among the worthy knights. So go and work hard for this honor for a year, and then you'll hear new news." "Alas, fair lady," Beaumains replied, "I haven't earned this coldness from you. I thought I would have good company with you, and to the best of my ability, I have earned thanks. I'm sure I've paid for your love with my blood." "Fair and courteous knight," said Dame Lionesse, "don't be upset or too hasty; know that your hard work and good love won't go unnoticed. I acknowledge your effort, your kindness, and your valor as I should. So keep going, and remember to stay hopeful, for everything will turn out for the best. Believe me, a year will soon pass, and I will be loyal to you, never betraying you; until my death, I will love you and no one else." With that, she turned away from the window, and Sir Beaumains rode away from the castle, feeling very sad. He rode aimlessly until night fell. Eventually, he came across a poor man’s house, where he stayed the night.
But Sir Beaumains had no rest, but wallowed and writhed for the love of the lady of the castle. And so upon the morrow he took his horse and rode until underne, and then he came to a broad water, and thereby was a great lodge, and there he alighted to sleep and laid his head upon the shield, and betook his horse to the dwarf, and commanded him to watch all night.
But Sir Beaumains couldn’t find any peace; he tossed and turned for the love of the lady of the castle. So the next day, he took his horse and rode until evening, and then he arrived at a wide body of water, where there was a large lodge. He dismounted to rest and laid his head on his shield. He entrusted his horse to the dwarf and ordered him to keep watch all night.
Now turn we to the lady of the same castle, that thought much upon Beaumains, and then she called unto her Sir Gringamore her brother, and prayed him in all manner, as he loved her heartily, that he would ride after Sir Beaumains: And ever have ye wait upon him till ye may find him sleeping, for I am sure in his heaviness he will alight down in some place, and lie him down to sleep; and therefore have ye your wait upon him, and in the priviest manner ye can, take his dwarf, and go ye your way with him as fast as ever ye may or Sir Beaumains awake. For my sister Linet telleth me that he can tell of what kindred he is come, and what is his right name. And the meanwhile I and my sister will ride unto your castle to await when ye bring with you the dwarf. And then when ye have brought him unto your castle, I will have him in examination myself. Unto the time that I know what is his right name, and of what kindred he is come, shall I never be merry at my heart. Sister, said Sir Gringamore, all this shall be done after your intent.
Now let’s talk about the lady of the castle, who was thinking a lot about Beaumains. She called her brother Sir Gringamore and asked him, as he truly cared for her, to ride after Sir Beaumains. You need to keep an eye on him until you find him asleep because I’m sure that in his sorrow, he’ll stop somewhere and lie down. So, keep watch, and as discreetly as possible, take his dwarf and go as fast as you can before Sir Beaumains wakes up. My sister Linet tells me that the dwarf knows his true lineage and his real name. Meanwhile, my sister and I will ride to your castle to wait for you to bring the dwarf with you. Once you have him at your castle, I’ll question him myself. Until I find out his true name and lineage, I won’t be happy. “Sister,” Sir Gringamore said, “I will make sure all this is done as you wish.”
And so he rode all the other day and the night till that he found Sir Beaumains lying by a water, and his head upon his shield, for to sleep. And then when he saw Sir Beaumains fast asleep, he came stilly stalking behind the dwarf, and plucked him fast under his arm, and so he rode away with him as fast as ever he might unto his own castle. And this Sir Gringamore’s arms were all black, and that to him longeth. But ever as he rode with the dwarf toward his castle, he cried unto his lord and prayed him of help. And therewith awoke Sir Beaumains, and up he leapt lightly, and saw where Sir Gringamore rode his way with the dwarf, and so Sir Gringamore rode out of his sight.
And so he rode all day and night until he found Sir Beaumains lying by a stream, with his head resting on his shield, fast asleep. When he saw Sir Beaumains sound asleep, he quietly crept up behind the dwarf, grabbed him firmly under his arm, and rode away with him as quickly as possible to his own castle. Sir Gringamore's armor was all black, which suited him. But as he rode with the dwarf toward his castle, he cried out to his lord, pleading for help. This woke Sir Beaumains, who sprang up and saw Sir Gringamore riding away with the dwarf, and then Sir Gringamore disappeared from sight.
CHAPTER XX.
How Sir Beaumains rode after to
rescue his dwarf, and came into the castle where he was.
Then Sir Beaumains put on his helm anon, and buckled his shield, and took his horse, and rode after him all that ever he might ride through marshes, and fields, and great dales, that many times his horse and he plunged over the head in deep mires, for he knew not the way, but took the gainest way in that woodness, that many times he was like to perish. And at the last him happened to come to a fair green way, and there he met with a poor man of the country, whom he saluted and asked him whether he met not with a knight upon a black horse and all black harness, a little dwarf sitting behind him with heavy cheer. Sir, said the poor man, here by me came Sir Gringamore the knight, with such a dwarf mourning as ye say; and therefore I rede you not follow him, for he is one of the periloust knights of the world, and his castle is here nigh hand but two mile; therefore we advise you ride not after Sir Gringamore, but if ye owe him good will.
Then Sir Beaumains quickly put on his helmet, fastened his shield, mounted his horse, and rode after him as fast as he could, crossing marshes, fields, and large valleys, often plunging into deep mud where both he and his horse nearly went under. He didn’t know the way, but he took the most promising path in that wilderness, and many times he thought he might die. Eventually, he stumbled upon a nice green road, where he encountered a poor local man. He greeted him and asked if he had seen a knight on a black horse with all black armor, accompanied by a little dwarf who looked very unhappy. The poor man replied, "Yes, Sir Gringamore the knight came by me with such a dwarf that you describe. I advise you not to follow him, as he is one of the most dangerous knights in the world, and his castle is only about two miles from here. So, unless you have a good reason to pursue Sir Gringamore, I suggest you don't."
So leave we Sir Beaumains riding toward the castle, and speak we of Sir Gringamore and the dwarf. Anon as the dwarf was come to the castle, Dame Lionesse and Dame Linet her sister, asked the dwarf where was his master born, and of what lineage he was come. And but if thou tell me, said Dame Lionesse, thou shalt never escape this castle, but ever here to be prisoner. As for that, said the dwarf, I fear not greatly to tell his name and of what kin he is come. Wit you well he is a king’s son, and his mother is sister to King Arthur, and he is brother to the good knight Sir Gawaine, and his name is Sir Gareth of Orkney. And now I have told you his right name, I pray you, fair lady, let me go to my lord again, for he will never out of this country until that he have me again. And if he be angry he will do much harm or that he be stint, and work you wrack in this country. As for that threatening, said Sir Gringamore, be it as it be may, we will go to dinner. And so they washed and went to meat, and made them merry and well at ease, and because the Lady Lionesse of the castle was there, they made great joy. Truly, madam, said Linet unto her sister, well may he be a king’s son, for he hath many good tatches on him, for he is courteous and mild, and the most suffering man that ever I met withal. For I dare say there was never gentlewoman reviled man in so foul a manner as I have rebuked him; and at all times he gave me goodly and meek answers again.
So let's leave Sir Beaumains riding toward the castle and talk about Sir Gringamore and the dwarf. As soon as the dwarf arrived at the castle, Dame Lionesse and her sister Dame Linet asked him where his master was born and what his lineage was. “Unless you tell me, you’ll never escape this castle; you’ll be a prisoner here forever,” said Dame Lionesse. “As for that,” replied the dwarf, “I’m not afraid to share his name and lineage. You should know he is a king’s son, his mother is the sister of King Arthur, and he is the brother of the noble knight Sir Gawaine. His name is Sir Gareth of Orkney. Now that I’ve told you his real name, please, fair lady, let me return to my lord, for he won’t leave this country until he has me back. If he’s angry, he might cause a lot of harm before he calms down, and he could wreak havoc in this land.” “As for that threat,” said Sir Gringamore, “we’ll let it be; we’re going to dinner.” So they washed up and had their meal, enjoying themselves and feeling at ease, and since Lady Lionesse of the castle was there, they were especially joyful. “Truly, madam,” Linet said to her sister, “he must be a king’s son, for he has many good qualities; he is courteous, gentle, and the most patient man I’ve ever met. I can honestly say that no gentlewoman has ever insulted a man as harshly as I have insulted him, and yet he always responds kindly and calmly.”
And as they sat thus talking, there came Sir Gareth in at the gate with an angry countenance, and his sword drawn in his hand, and cried aloud that all the castle might hear it, saying: Thou traitor, Sir Gringamore, deliver me my dwarf again, or by the faith that I owe to the order of knighthood, I shall do thee all the harm that I can. Then Sir Gringamore looked out at a window and said, Sir Gareth of Orkney, leave thy boasting words, for thou gettest not thy dwarf again. Thou coward knight, said Sir Gareth, bring him with thee, and come and do battle with me, and win him and take him. So will I do, said Sir Gringamore, an me list, but for all thy great words thou gettest him not. Ah! fair brother, said Dame Lionesse, I would he had his dwarf again, for I would he were not wroth, for now he hath told me all my desire I keep no more of the dwarf. And also, brother, he hath done much for me, and delivered me from the Red Knight of the Red Launds, and therefore, brother, I owe him my service afore all knights living. And wit ye well that I love him before all other, and full fain I would speak with him. But in nowise I would that he wist what I were, but that I were another strange lady.
As they were talking, Sir Gareth walked in through the gate with an angry look on his face and his sword drawn, shouting loudly enough for everyone in the castle to hear: "You traitor, Sir Gringamore, give me back my dwarf, or by the honor of my knighthood, I will do you as much harm as I can." Sir Gringamore then looked out a window and replied, "Sir Gareth of Orkney, stop your boasting, for you won't get your dwarf back." "You cowardly knight," Sir Gareth shot back, "bring him to me and come fight me; win him back if you can." "I'll think about it," said Sir Gringamore, "but no matter your bluster, you won't get him back." "Oh, dear brother," said Dame Lionesse, "I wish he had his dwarf again; I don't want him angry, as he has told me everything I desire and I don’t want to hold onto the dwarf anymore. Also, brother, he has done so much for me, saving me from the Red Knight of the Red Launds, and therefore, I owe him my loyalty above all other knights. And you know that I love him more than anyone else, and I would really like to speak with him. But I wouldn't want him to know who I am; I wish I were just some other lady."
Well, said Sir Gringamore, sithen I know now your will, I will obey now unto him. And right therewithal he went down unto Sir Gareth, and said: Sir, I cry you mercy, and all that I have misdone I will amend it at your will. And therefore I pray you that ye would alight, and take such cheer as I can make you in this castle. Shall I have my dwarf? said Sir Gareth. Yea, sir, and all the pleasaunce that I can make you, for as soon as your dwarf told me what ye were and of what blood ye are come, and what noble deeds ye have done in these marches, then I repented of my deeds. And then Sir Gareth alighted, and there came his dwarf and took his horse. O my fellow, said Sir Gareth, I have had many adventures for thy sake. And so Sir Gringamore took him by the hand and led him into the hall where his own wife was.
“Well,” said Sir Gringamore, “now that I know your wishes, I will obey him.” With that, he went down to Sir Gareth and said, “Sir, I apologize, and I promise to make amends for everything I’ve done wrong, as you wish. So I ask you to dismount and enjoy whatever hospitality I can offer you in this castle.” “Will I have my dwarf?” asked Sir Gareth. “Yes, sir, and all the comforts I can provide, because as soon as your dwarf told me who you are, your noble lineage, and the great deeds you’ve accomplished in these lands, I regretted my actions.” Then Sir Gareth dismounted, and his dwarf came to take his horse. “Oh, my friend,” said Sir Gareth, “I’ve had many adventures because of you.” And Sir Gringamore took his hand and led him into the hall where his wife was waiting.
CHAPTER XXI.
How Sir Gareth, otherwise called
Beaumains, came to the presence of his lady, and how they took acquaintance,
and of their love.
And then came forth Dame Lionesse arrayed like a princess, and there she made him passing good cheer, and he her again; and they had goodly language and lovely countenance together. And Sir Gareth thought many times, Jesu, would that the lady of the Castle Perilous were so fair as she was. There were all manner of games and plays, of dancing and singing. And ever the more Sir Gareth beheld that lady, the more he loved her; and so he burned in love that he was past himself in his reason; and forth toward night they yede unto supper, and Sir Gareth might not eat, for his love was so hot that he wist not where he was.
And then Dame Lionesse appeared dressed like a princess, and they both shared cheerful conversation and mutual compliments. They spoke beautifully to each other and had lovely expressions. Sir Gareth thought many times, "Jesus, I wish the lady of the Castle Perilous was as beautiful as she is." There were all kinds of games and entertainment, with dancing and singing. The more Sir Gareth looked at her, the more he fell in love with her; he was so consumed by his feelings that he lost his mind over her. As nighttime came, they went to supper, but Sir Gareth couldn’t eat because his love was so intense that he didn’t even know where he was.
All these looks espied Sir Gringamore, and then at-after supper he called his sister Dame Lionesse into a chamber, and said: Fair sister, I have well espied your countenance betwixt you and this knight, and I will, sister, that ye wit he is a full noble knight, and if ye can make him to abide here I will do him all the pleasure that I can, for an ye were better than ye are, ye were well bywaryd upon him. Fair brother, said Dame Lionesse, I understand well that the knight is good, and come he is of a noble house. Notwithstanding, I will assay him better, howbeit I am most beholden to him of any earthly man; for he hath had great labour for my love, and passed many a dangerous passage.
Sir Gringamore noticed all these glances, and after supper, he called his sister Dame Lionesse into a room and said: “Dear sister, I’ve noticed your expression regarding this knight, and I want you to know that he is a truly noble knight. If you can convince him to stay here, I’ll do everything I can to show him kindness because if you were better than you are, you would be well matched with him.” “Fair brother,” replied Dame Lionesse, “I know that the knight is good and comes from a noble family. However, I will test him further, even though I owe him more than any man on earth; he has put in great effort for my love and has faced many dangers.”
Right so Sir Gringamore went unto Sir Gareth, and said, Sir, make ye good cheer, for ye shall have none other cause, for this lady, my sister, is yours at all times, her worship saved, for wit ye well she loveth you as well as ye do her, and better if better may be. An I wist that, said Sir Gareth, there lived not a gladder man than I would be. Upon my worship, said Sir Gringamore, trust unto my promise; and as long as it liketh you ye shall sojourn with me, and this lady shall be with us daily and nightly to make you all the cheer that she can. I will well, said Sir Gareth, for I have promised to be nigh this country this twelvemonth. And well I am sure King Arthur and other noble knights will find me where that I am within this twelvemonth. For I shall be sought and found, if that I be alive. And then the noble knight Sir Gareth went unto the Dame Lionesse, which he then much loved, and kissed her many times, and either made great joy of other. And there she promised him her love certainly, to love him and none other the days of her life. Then this lady, Dame Lionesse, by the assent of her brother, told Sir Gareth all the truth what she was, and how she was the same lady that he did battle for, and how she was lady of the Castle Perilous, and there she told him how she caused her brother to take away his dwarf.
So, Sir Gringamore went to Sir Gareth and said, "Sir, cheer up, because you won’t have any other reason to be unhappy, for this lady, my sister, is yours forever, her dignity aside, because you should know she loves you as much as you love her, and even more if that’s possible." "If I knew that," said Sir Gareth, "there wouldn't be anyone happier than I would be." "I swear," said Sir Gringamore, "you can count on my promise; as long as you like, you can stay with me, and this lady will be with us day and night to make you as happy as she can." "Sounds good," said Sir Gareth, "because I've promised to be near this area for the next year. And I'm sure King Arthur and other noble knights will find me wherever I am during this year. I will be sought after and found, as long as I'm alive." Then the noble knight Sir Gareth went to Dame Lionesse, whom he loved dearly, and kissed her many times, and they both took great joy in each other. She then promised him her love, saying she would love him and no one else for the rest of her life. Then this lady, Dame Lionesse, with her brother’s approval, told Sir Gareth the whole truth about who she was, and how she was the same lady he fought for, and how she was the lady of Castle Perilous, and she explained how she had her brother take away his dwarf.
CHAPTER XXII.
How at night came an armed knight,
and fought with Sir Gareth, and he, sore hurt in the thigh, smote off the
knight’s head.
For this cause, to know the certainty what was your name, and of what kin ye were come.
For this reason, to know for sure what your name was and what family you came from.
And then she let fetch to-fore him Linet, the damosel that had ridden with him many wildsome ways. Then was Sir Gareth more gladder than he was to-fore. And then they troth-plight each other to love, and never to fail whiles their life lasteth. And so they burnt both in love, that they were accorded to abate their lusts secretly. And there Dame Lionesse counselled Sir Gareth to sleep in none other place but in the hall. And there she promised him to come to his bed a little afore midnight.
And then she called for Linet, the lady who had traveled many wild paths with him. Sir Gareth was happier than he had been before. They pledged to love each other and vowed never to fail as long as they lived. Their passion burned so strongly that they agreed to control their desires in secret. Then Lady Lionesse advised Sir Gareth to sleep only in the hall. She promised to join him in bed just before midnight.
This counsel was not so privily kept but it was understood; for they were but young both, and tender of age, and had not used none such crafts to-fore. Wherefore the damosel Linet was a little displeased, and she thought her sister Dame Lionesse was a little over-hasty, that she might not abide the time of her marriage; and for saving their worship, she thought to abate their hot lusts. And so she let ordain by her subtle crafts that they had not their intents neither with other, as in their delights, until they were married. And so it passed on. At-after supper was made clean avoidance, that every lord and lady should go unto his rest. But Sir Gareth said plainly he would go no farther than the hall, for in such places, he said, was convenient for an errant-knight to take his rest in; and so there were ordained great couches, and thereon feather beds, and there laid him down to sleep; and within a while came Dame Lionesse, wrapped in a mantle furred with ermine, and laid her down beside Sir Gareth. And therewithal he began to kiss her. And then he looked afore him, and there he apperceived and saw come an armed knight, with many lights about him; and this knight had a long gisarm in his hand, and made grim countenance to smite him. When Sir Gareth saw him come in that wise, he leapt out of his bed, and gat in his hand his sword, and leapt straight toward that knight. And when the knight saw Sir Gareth come so fiercely upon him, he smote him with a foin through the thick of the thigh that the wound was a shaftmon broad and had cut a-two many veins and sinews. And therewithal Sir Gareth smote him upon the helm such a buffet that he fell grovelling; and then he leapt over him and unlaced his helm, and smote off his head from the body. And then he bled so fast that he might not stand, but so he laid him down upon his bed, and there he swooned and lay as he had been dead.
This advice wasn’t kept a secret; everyone knew about it. They were both young and inexperienced, and hadn’t encountered anything like this before. Damosel Linet was a bit upset because she thought her sister, Dame Lionesse, was being too impulsive, unable to wait for her marriage. To protect their honor, she decided to curb their intense desires. So she cleverly arranged for them not to indulge in any pleasures with each other until they were married. And so the time passed. After supper, everyone was told to go to their rooms for the night. But Sir Gareth stated clearly that he would stay no further than the hall, saying those places were suitable for a wandering knight to rest. So they set up large couches and feather beds, where he lay down to sleep. Soon after, Dame Lionesse came in, wrapped in a fur-lined mantle, and lay down next to Sir Gareth. He started to kiss her, but then he looked ahead and saw an armed knight approaching, surrounded by lights. This knight had a long polearm in his hand and looked grim, ready to strike. When Sir Gareth saw him coming like that, he jumped out of bed, grabbed his sword, and charged at the knight. As the knight saw Sir Gareth rushing at him, he stabbed him through the thick of his thigh, making a wound wide enough to cut several veins and sinews. In response, Sir Gareth hit the knight on the helmet with such force that he fell to the ground. Then he jumped over him, unfastened his helmet, and chopped off his head. After that, Sir Gareth bled so much that he couldn't stand; he lay back down on his bed, passed out, and appeared to be dead.
Then Dame Lionesse cried aloud, that her brother Sir Gringamore heard, and came down. And when he saw Sir Gareth so shamefully wounded he was sore displeased, and said: I am shamed that this noble knight is thus honoured. Sir, said Sir Gringamore, how may this be, that ye be here, and this noble knight wounded? Brother, she said, I can not tell you, for it was not done by me, nor by mine assent. For he is my lord and I am his, and he must be mine husband; therefore, my brother, I will that ye wit I shame me not to be with him, nor to do him all the pleasure that I can. Sister, said Sir Gringamore, and I will that ye wit it, and Sir Gareth both, that it was never done by me, nor by my assent that this unhappy deed was done. And there they staunched his bleeding as well as they might, and great sorrow made Sir Gringamore and Dame Lionesse.
Then Lady Lionesse cried out so loudly that her brother Sir Gringamore heard her and came downstairs. When he saw Sir Gareth so shamefully wounded, he was very displeased and said: "I am ashamed that this noble knight is treated like this." Sir Gringamore asked, "How could this happen, with you here and this noble knight wounded?" She replied, "Brother, I can't tell you because it wasn't done by me or with my consent. He is my lord, and I am his, and he must be my husband; therefore, I want you to know, brother, that I am not ashamed to be with him or to do everything I can to please him." Sir Gringamore said, "Sister, I want both you and Sir Gareth to know that it was never by my doing nor with my consent that this unfortunate deed was carried out." Then they did their best to stop his bleeding, and both Sir Gringamore and Lady Lionesse were filled with great sorrow.
And forthwithal came Dame Linet, and took up the head in the sight of them all, and anointed it with an ointment thereas it was smitten off; and in the same wise she did to the other part thereas the head stuck, and then she set it together, and it stuck as fast as ever it did. And the knight arose lightly up, and the damosel Linet put him in her chamber. All this saw Sir Gringamore and Dame Lionesse, and so did Sir Gareth; and well he espied that it was the damosel Linet, that rode with him through the perilous passages. Ah well, damosel, said Sir Gareth, I weened ye would not have done as ye have done. My lord Gareth, said Linet, all that I have done I will avow, and all that I have done shall be for your honour and worship, and to us all. And so within a while Sir Gareth was nigh whole, and waxed light and jocund, and sang, danced, and gamed; and he and Dame Lionesse were so hot in burning love that they made their covenant at the tenth night after, that she should come to his bed. And because he was wounded afore, he laid his armour and his sword nigh his bed’s side.
And right away, Dame Linet came and picked up the head in front of everyone, anointing it with oil where it had been cut off. She did the same thing to the other part where the head was stuck, and then she put it back together, and it stuck just as well as it had before. The knight got up easily, and the damsel Linet took him to her room. Sir Gringamore and Dame Lionesse, as well as Sir Gareth, all saw this, and Gareth recognized that it was the damsel Linet who had traveled with him through the dangerous places. "Ah, well, damsel," said Sir Gareth, "I thought you wouldn’t do what you did." "My lord Gareth," said Linet, "I stand by everything I’ve done, and all of it has been for your honor and for us all." Soon, Sir Gareth was nearly healed; he became lively and cheerful, singing, dancing, and having fun. He and Dame Lionesse were so deeply in love that they agreed on the tenth night after that she would come to his bed. Since he had been wounded before, he kept his armor and sword close by his bedside.
CHAPTER XXIII.
How the said knight came again the
next night and was beheaded again, and how at the feast of Pentecost all the
knights that Sir Gareth had overcome came and yielded them to King Arthur.
Right as she promised she came; and she was not so soon in his bed but she espied an armed knight coming toward the bed: therewithal she warned Sir Gareth, and lightly through the good help of Dame Lionesse he was armed; and they hurtled together with great ire and malice all about the hall; and there was great light as it had been the number of twenty torches both before and behind, so that Sir Gareth strained him, so that his old wound brast again a-bleeding; but he was hot and courageous and took no keep, but with his great force he struck down that knight, and voided his helm, and struck off his head. Then he hewed the head in an hundred pieces. And when he had done so he took up all those pieces, and threw them out at a window into the ditches of the castle; and by this done he was so faint that unnethes he might stand for bleeding. And by when he was almost unarmed he fell in a deadly swoon on the floor; and then Dame Lionesse cried so that Sir Gringamore heard; and when he came and found Sir Gareth in that plight he made great sorrow; and there he awaked Sir Gareth, and gave him a drink that relieved him wonderly well; but the sorrow that Dame Lionesse made there may no tongue tell, for she so fared with herself as she would have died.
Right as she promised, she arrived; and she had barely settled in his bed when she saw an armed knight approaching: immediately, she warned Sir Gareth, and with the help of Dame Lionesse, he quickly got armed. They clashed fiercely throughout the hall, and it was so bright, it seemed as if there were twenty torches both in front and behind them. Sir Gareth pushed himself so hard that his old wound burst open and began to bleed again; but he was heated and brave and paid no attention to it. With all his strength, he knocked down the knight, took off his helmet, and decapitated him. Then he chopped the head into a hundred pieces. Once he was done, he gathered all the pieces and threw them out a window into the castle ditches. After that, he felt so weak that he could hardly stand from the bleeding. Just as he was nearly unarmed, he collapsed into a deadly faint on the floor. At that point, Dame Lionesse cried out so loudly that Sir Gringamore heard her. When he came and found Sir Gareth in that condition, he was filled with sorrow; he woke Sir Gareth and gave him a drink that helped him immensely. However, the grief that Dame Lionesse experienced cannot be put into words, as she was in such despair that it seemed she would die.
Right so came this damosel Linet before them all, and she had fetched all the gobbets of the head that Sir Gareth had thrown out at a window, and there she anointed them as she had done to-fore, and set them together again. Well, damosel Linet, said Sir Gareth, I have not deserved all this despite that ye do unto me. Sir knight, she said, I have nothing done but I will avow, and all that I have done shall be to your worship, and to us all. And then was Sir Gareth staunched of his bleeding. But the leeches said that there was no man that bare the life should heal him throughout of his wound but if they healed him that caused that stroke by enchantment.
So, this young lady Linet came before everyone, and she had gathered up all the pieces of the head that Sir Gareth had thrown out of a window, and there she treated them as she had done before and put them back together. "Well, young lady Linet," said Sir Gareth, "I don’t deserve all this, despite what you’re doing for me." "Sir knight," she replied, "I haven’t done anything but what I’ll acknowledge, and everything I’ve done is for your honor and for all of us." Then Sir Gareth stopped bleeding. But the doctors said that no one alive could heal him from his wound unless they treated him with the magic from the one who caused the injury.
So leave we Sir Gareth there with Sir Gringamore and his sisters, and turn we unto King Arthur, that at the next feast of Pentecost held his feast; and there came the Green Knight with fifty knights, and yielded them all unto King Arthur. And so there came the Red Knight his brother, and yielded him to King Arthur, and three score knights with him. Also there came the Blue Knight, brother to them, with an hundred knights, and yielded them unto King Arthur; and the Green Knight’s name was Pertolepe, and the Red Knight’s name was Perimones, and the Blue Knight’s name was Sir Persant of Inde. These three brethren told King Arthur how they were overcome by a knight that a damosel had with her, and called him Beaumains. Jesu, said the king, I marvel what knight he is, and of what lineage he is come. He was with me a twelvemonth, and poorly and shamefully he was fostered, and Sir Kay in scorn named him Beaumains. So right as the king stood so talking with these three brethren, there came Sir Launcelot du Lake, and told the king that there was come a goodly lord with six hundred knights with him.
So let’s leave Sir Gareth there with Sir Gringamore and his sisters, and turn to King Arthur, who held his feast at the next Pentecost. The Green Knight arrived with fifty knights and surrendered them all to King Arthur. Then the Red Knight, his brother, came and gave himself to King Arthur, along with sixty knights. The Blue Knight, their other brother, showed up with a hundred knights and also surrendered them to King Arthur. The Green Knight's name was Pertolepe, the Red Knight's name was Perimones, and the Blue Knight's name was Sir Persant of Inde. These three brothers told King Arthur that they were defeated by a knight who was with a damsel named Beaumains. “Jesus,” said the king, “I wonder what knight he is and what his lineage is.” He had been with me for a year, raised in poor and shameful conditions, and Sir Kay mockingly named him Beaumains. While the king was speaking with these three brothers, Sir Launcelot du Lake arrived and told the king that a noble lord had come with six hundred knights.
Then the king went out of Carlion, for there was the feast, and there came to him this lord, and saluted the king in a goodly manner. What will ye, said King Arthur, and what is your errand? Sir, he said, my name is the Red Knight of the Red Launds, but my name is Sir Ironside; and sir, wit ye well, here I am sent to you of a knight that is called Beaumains, for he won me in plain battle hand for hand, and so did never no knight but he, that ever had the better of me this thirty winter; the which commanded to yield me to you at your will. Ye are welcome, said the king, for ye have been long a great foe to me and my court, and now I trust to God I shall so entreat you that ye shall be my friend. Sir, both I and these five hundred knights shall always be at your summons to do you service as may lie in our powers. Jesu mercy, said King Arthur, I am much beholden unto that knight that hath put so his body in devoir to worship me and my court. And as to thee, Ironside, that art called the Red Knight of the Red Launds, thou art called a perilous knight; and if thou wilt hold of me I shall worship thee and make thee knight of the Table Round; but then thou must be no more a murderer. Sir, as to that, I have promised unto Sir Beaumains never more to use such customs, for all the shameful customs that I used I did at the request of a lady that I loved; and therefore I must go unto Sir Launcelot, and unto Sir Gawaine, and ask them forgiveness of the evil will I had unto them; for all that I put to death was all only for the love of Sir Launcelot and of Sir Gawaine. They be here now, said the king, afore thee, now may ye say to them what ye will. And then he kneeled down unto Sir Launcelot, and to Sir Gawaine, and prayed them of forgiveness of his enmity that ever he had against them.
Then the king left Carlion for the feast, and a lord approached him, greeting the king warmly. "What do you want?" asked King Arthur. "What’s your purpose?" The lord replied, "Sir, my name is the Red Knight of the Red Launds, but I’m also Sir Ironside. I’ve come on behalf of a knight named Beaumains, who defeated me in straight combat—man to man. He’s the only knight to ever best me in these thirty years, and he’s commanded me to yield to you at your will." "You're welcome," said the king, "for you've long been a great adversary to me and my court. Now I trust that with God's help, I can treat you in a way that turns you into my ally. Sir, both I and these five hundred knights are always at your service to help you as best as we can." "By Jesus’ mercy," said King Arthur, "I owe much to that knight who has committed himself to honor me and my court. And as for you, Ironside, known as the Red Knight of the Red Launds, you have a reputation as a dangerous knight. If you choose to serve me, I will honor you and make you a knight of the Round Table; but you must no longer be a murderer." The knight replied, "As for that, I have promised Sir Beaumains that I will never again engage in such actions. All the shameful deeds I committed were at the request of a lady I loved. Therefore, I must approach Sir Launcelot and Sir Gawaine and seek their forgiveness for the hatred I held against them; everything I did was solely for the love of Sir Launcelot and Sir Gawaine." "They are here now," said the king, "in front of you. You can say whatever you wish to them." Then he knelt before Sir Launcelot and Sir Gawaine, asking for their forgiveness for the enmity he had shown them.
CHAPTER XXIV.
How King Arthur pardoned them, and
demanded of them where Sir Gareth was.
Then goodly they said all at once, God forgive you, and we do, and pray you that ye will tell us where we may find Sir Beaumains. Fair lords, said Sir Ironside, I cannot tell you, for it is full hard to find him; for such young knights as he is one, when they be in their adventures be never abiding in no place. But to say the worship that the Red Knight of the Red Launds, and Sir Persant and his brother said of Beaumains, it was marvel to hear. Well, my fair lords, said King Arthur, wit you well I shall do you honour for the love of Sir Beaumains, and as soon as ever I meet with him I shall make you all upon one day knights of the Table Round. And as to thee, Sir Persant of Inde, thou hast been ever called a full noble knight, and so have ever been thy three brethren called. But I marvel, said the king, that I hear not of the Black Knight your brother, he was a full noble knight. Sir, said Pertolepe, the Green Knight, Sir Beaumains slew him in a recounter with his spear, his name was Sir Percard. That was great pity, said the king, and so said many knights. For these four brethren were full well known in the court of King Arthur for noble knights, for long time they had holden war against the knights of the Round Table. Then said Pertolepe, the Green Knight, to the king: At a passage of the water of Mortaise there encountered Sir Beaumains with two brethren that ever for the most part kept that passage, and they were two deadly knights, and there he slew the eldest brother in the water, and smote him upon the head such a buffet that he fell down in the water, and there he was drowned, and his name was Sir Gherard le Breusse; and after he slew the other brother upon the land, his name was Sir Arnold le Breusse.
Then they all said at once, "God forgive you, and we do, and we ask you to tell us where we can find Sir Beaumains." "Fair lords," said Sir Ironside, "I can't tell you, because it's really hard to find him; knights like him, when they are on their adventures, never stay in one place. But the praise that the Red Knight of the Red Launds, and Sir Persant and his brother spoke of Beaumains was amazing to hear." "Well, my fair lords," said King Arthur, "I promise I will honor you for the love of Sir Beaumains, and as soon as I meet him, I will make you all knights of the Table Round on the same day. And as for you, Sir Persant of Inde, you've always been called a truly noble knight, and so have your three brothers. But I wonder," said the king, "why I haven't heard about your brother, the Black Knight; he was a truly noble knight." "Sir," said Pertolepe, the Green Knight, "Sir Beaumains killed him in a fight with his spear; his name was Sir Percard." "That's a great pity," said the king, and many knights agreed. These four brothers were well known in King Arthur's court as noble knights, as they had long held a grudge against the knights of the Round Table. Pertolepe, the Green Knight, then said to the king: "At a crossing at the river Mortaise, Sir Beaumains faced two brothers who mostly guarded that crossing. They were two deadly knights, and there he killed the older brother in the water, hitting him on the head so hard that he fell into the water and drowned; his name was Sir Gherard le Breusse. After that, he killed the other brother on land; his name was Sir Arnold le Breusse."
CHAPTER XXV.
How the Queen of Orkney came to this
feast of Pentecost, and Sir Gawaine and his brethren came to ask her blessing.
So then the king and they went to meat, and were served in the best manner. And as they sat at the meat, there came in the Queen of Orkney, with ladies and knights a great number. And then Sir Gawaine, Sir Agravaine, and Gaheris arose, and went to her and saluted her upon their knees, and asked her blessing; for in fifteen year they had not seen her. Then she spake on high to her brother King Arthur: Where have ye done my young son Sir Gareth? He was here amongst you a twelvemonth, and ye made a kitchen knave of him, the which is shame to you all. Alas, where have ye done my dear son that was my joy and bliss? O dear mother, said Sir Gawaine, I knew him not. Nor I, said the king, that now me repenteth, but thanked be God he is proved a worshipful knight as any is now living of his years, and I shall never be glad till I may find him.
So then the king and everyone sat down to eat, and they were served in the best way. While they were eating, the Queen of Orkney came in, accompanied by many ladies and knights. Sir Gawaine, Sir Agravaine, and Gaheris got up, went to her, knelt, and asked for her blessing; it had been fifteen years since they last saw her. She spoke loudly to her brother King Arthur: "Where have you put my young son Sir Gareth? He was here among you a year ago, and you turned him into a kitchen servant, which is a shame for all of you. Alas, where is my dear son who brought me so much joy?" "Oh dear mother," said Sir Gawaine, "I didn’t recognize him." "Nor did I," said the king, "and I regret it now, but thank God he has proven to be a noble knight as good as any of his age, and I won’t be happy until I find him."
Ah, brother, said the Queen unto King Arthur, and unto Sir Gawaine, and to all her sons, ye did yourself great shame when ye amongst you kept my son in the kitchen and fed him like a poor hog. Fair sister, said King Arthur, ye shall right well wit I knew him not, nor no more did Sir Gawaine, nor his brethren; but sithen it is so, said the king, that he is thus gone from us all, we must shape a remedy to find him. Also, sister, meseemeth ye might have done me to wit of his coming, and then an I had not done well to him ye might have blamed me. For when he came to this court he came leaning upon two men’s shoulders, as though he might not have gone. And then he asked me three gifts; and one he asked the same day, that was that I would give him meat enough that twelvemonth; and the other two gifts he asked that day a twelvemonth, and that was that he might have the adventure of the damosel Linet, and the third was that Sir Launcelot should make him knight when he desired him. And so I granted him all his desire, and many in this court marvelled that he desired his sustenance for a twelvemonth. And thereby, we deemed, many of us, that he was not come of a noble house.
Ah, brother, the Queen said to King Arthur, Sir Gawaine, and all her sons, you brought great shame upon yourselves when you kept my son in the kitchen and treated him like a poor pig. Fair sister, King Arthur replied, you should know that I didn't recognize him, and neither did Sir Gawaine or his brothers; but since it’s true that he is now missing from us all, we must find a way to get him back. Also, sister, it seems to me that you could have informed me about his arrival, and if I had not treated him well, you could have blamed me. When he arrived at this court, he leaned on the shoulders of two men, as if he couldn’t walk on his own. Then he asked me for three gifts; the first was for me to provide him with enough food for a year, the second was that he wanted to go on the adventure of the damsel Linet, and the third was that Sir Launcelot should knight him when he desired it. So I granted him all his wishes, and many in this court were surprised that he asked for his sustenance for a whole year. Because of that, many of us believed he did not come from a noble family.
Sir, said the Queen of Orkney unto King Arthur her brother, wit ye well that I sent him unto you right well armed and horsed, and worshipfully beseen of his body, and gold and silver plenty to spend. It may be, said the King, but thereof saw we none, save that same day as he departed from us, knights told me that there came a dwarf hither suddenly, and brought him armour and a good horse full well and richly beseen; and thereat we all had marvel from whence that riches came, that we deemed all that he was come of men of worship. Brother, said the queen, all that ye say I believe, for ever sithen he was grown he was marvellously witted, and ever he was faithful and true of his promise. But I marvel, said she, that Sir Kay did mock him and scorn him, and gave him that name Beaumains; yet, Sir Kay, said the queen, named him more righteously than he weened; for I dare say an he be alive, he is as fair an handed man and well disposed as any is living. Sir, said Arthur, let this language be still, and by the grace of God he shall be found an he be within this seven realms, and let all this pass and be merry, for he is proved to be a man of worship, and that is my joy.
"Sir," said the Queen of Orkney to King Arthur, her brother, "you should know that I sent him to you well-armed and on a fine horse, looking impressive, with plenty of gold and silver to spend." "That may be," said the King, "but we have seen none of that, except that the same day he left us, knights told me that a dwarf suddenly appeared here, bringing him armor and a good horse that was beautifully and richly adorned; we all wondered where that wealth came from, thinking he must be from noble lineage." "Brother," said the queen, "I believe everything you say, for ever since he grew up, he showed remarkable intelligence, and he has always been faithful and true to his promises. But I wonder," she continued, "why Sir Kay mocked and scorned him, giving him the name Beaumains; still, Sir Kay named him more accurately than he realized, for I can say that if he is alive, he is as skilled and well-disposed as any man living." "Sir," said Arthur, "let's put this talk aside, and by the grace of God, he shall be found if he is within these seven realms. Let's move on and be cheerful, for he has proven to be a man of honor, and that is my joy."
CHAPTER XXVI.
How King Arthur sent for the Lady
Lionesse, and how she let cry a tourney at her castle, whereas came many
knights.
Then said Sir Gawaine and his brethren unto Arthur, Sir, an ye will give us leave, we will go and seek our brother. Nay, said Sir Launcelot, that shall ye not need; and so said Sir Baudwin of Britain: for as by our advice the king shall send unto Dame Lionesse a messenger, and pray her that she will come to the court in all the haste that she may, and doubt ye not she will come; and then she may give you best counsel where ye shall find him. This is well said of you, said the king. So then goodly letters were made, and the messenger sent forth, that night and day he went till he came unto the Castle Perilous. And then the lady Dame Lionesse was sent for, thereas she was with Sir Gringamore her brother and Sir Gareth. And when she understood this message, she bade him ride on his way unto King Arthur, and she would come after in all goodly haste. Then when she came to Sir Gringamore and to Sir Gareth, she told them all how King Arthur had sent for her. That is because of me, said Sir Gareth. Now advise me, said Dame Lionesse, what shall I say, and in what manner I shall rule me. My lady and my love, said Sir Gareth, I pray you in no wise be ye aknowen where I am; but well I wot my mother is there and all my brethren, and they will take upon them to seek me, I wot well that they do. But this, madam, I would ye said and advised the king when he questioned with you of me. Then may ye say, this is your advice that, an it like his good grace, ye will do make a cry against the feast of the Assumption of our Lady, that what knight there proveth him best he shall wield you and all your land. And if so be that he be a wedded man, that his wife shall have the degree, and a coronal of gold beset with stones of virtue to the value of a thousand pound, and a white gerfalcon.
Then Sir Gawaine and his brothers said to Arthur, "Sir, if you will allow us, we will go and search for our brother." "No," said Sir Launcelot, "that won't be necessary," and Sir Baudwin of Britain agreed: "The king will send a messenger to Lady Lionesse, asking her to come to court as quickly as possible, and you can be sure she will come; she can then give you the best advice on where to find him." "That is well said," replied the king. So, they wrote good letters and sent the messenger, who traveled both day and night until he reached Castle Perilous. Then Lady Lionesse was summoned, where she was with her brother Sir Gringamore and Sir Gareth. When she received this message, she told him to continue to King Arthur, and she would follow as quickly as she could. When she got to Sir Gringamore and Sir Gareth, she told them how King Arthur had summoned her. "That's because of me," said Sir Gareth. "Now tell me," said Lady Lionesse, "what should I say, and how should I conduct myself?" "My lady and my love," said Sir Gareth, "I ask you not to reveal where I am; but I know my mother and all my brothers are there, and they will surely try to find me. However, madam, I would like you to tell the king this when he speaks to you about me. You might say that, if it pleases his good grace, you plan to announce a challenge for the Feast of the Assumption of our Lady, that whichever knight proves himself the best shall win you and all your land. And if he is a married man, then his wife will receive a crown of gold set with precious stones worth a thousand pounds, along with a white gerfalcon."
So Dame Lionesse departed and came to King Arthur, where she was nobly received, and there she was sore questioned of the king and of the Queen of Orkney. And she answered, where Sir Gareth was she could not tell. But thus much she said unto Arthur: Sir, I will let cry a tournament that shall be done before my castle at the Assumption of our Lady, and the cry shall be this: that you, my lord Arthur, shall be there, and your knights, and I will purvey that my knights shall be against yours; and then I am sure ye shall hear of Sir Gareth. This is well advised, said King Arthur; and so she departed. And the king and she made great provision to that tournament.
So Lady Lionesse left and went to King Arthur, where she was warmly welcomed. There, the king and the Queen of Orkney questioned her closely. She replied that she didn't know where Sir Gareth was. However, she told Arthur, "Sir, I will announce a tournament to be held in front of my castle on the Feast of the Assumption, and the announcement will say that you, my lord Arthur, will be there along with your knights, and I will make arrangements for my knights to compete against yours; then I’m sure you’ll hear news of Sir Gareth." "That sounds like a good plan," said King Arthur, and with that, she left. The king and she made extensive preparations for the tournament.
When Dame Lionesse was come to the Isle of Avilion, that was the same isle thereas her brother Sir Gringamore dwelt, then she told them all how she had done, and what promise she had made to King Arthur. Alas, said Sir Gareth, I have been so wounded with unhappiness sithen I came into this castle that I shall not be able to do at that tournament like a knight; for I was never thoroughly whole since I was hurt. Be ye of good cheer, said the damosel Linet, for I undertake within these fifteen days to make ye whole, and as lusty as ever ye were. And then she laid an ointment and a salve to him as it pleased to her, that he was never so fresh nor so lusty. Then said the damosel Linet: Send you unto Sir Persant of Inde, and assummon him and his knights to be here with you as they have promised. Also, that ye send unto Sir Ironside, that is the Red Knight of the Red Launds, and charge him that he be ready with you with his whole sum of knights, and then shall ye be able to match with King Arthur and his knights. So this was done, and all knights were sent for unto the Castle Perilous; and then the Red Knight answered and said unto Dame Lionesse, and to Sir Gareth, Madam, and my lord Sir Gareth, ye shall understand that I have been at the court of King Arthur, and Sir Persant of Inde and his brethren, and there we have done our homage as ye commanded us. Also Sir Ironside said, I have taken upon me with Sir Persant of Inde and his brethren to hold part against my lord Sir Launcelot and the knights of that court. And this have I done for the love of my lady Dame Lionesse, and you my lord Sir Gareth. Ye have well done, said Sir Gareth; but wit you well ye shall be full sore matched with the most noble knights of the world; therefore we must purvey us of good knights, where we may get them. That is well said, said Sir Persant, and worshipfully.
When Dame Lionesse arrived at the Isle of Avilion, which was the same island where her brother Sir Gringamore lived, she explained everything she had done and the promise she made to King Arthur. "Alas," said Sir Gareth, "I've been so burdened by misfortune since I came to this castle that I won’t be able to compete in that tournament like a knight; I haven't fully recovered since I was hurt." "Be cheerful," said the lady Linet, "for I promise to make you whole again within the next fifteen days, as lively as you ever were." She then applied an ointment and a salve to him that made him feel fresher and more vigorous than ever before. Then lady Linet said, "Send for Sir Persant of Inde, and summon him and his knights to come here as they promised. Also, send for Sir Ironside, the Red Knight of the Red Launds, and instruct him to be ready with all his knights, and then you will be able to face King Arthur and his knights." This was done, and all knights were summoned to Castle Perilous. Then the Red Knight spoke to Dame Lionesse and Sir Gareth, saying, "Madam, and my lord Sir Gareth, I want you to know that I've been at King Arthur's court with Sir Persant of Inde and his brothers, and we have sworn our loyalty as you instructed." Sir Ironside added, "I have agreed with Sir Persant of Inde and his brothers to stand against my lord Sir Launcelot and the knights of that court. I've done this out of love for my lady Dame Lionesse, and for you, my lord Sir Gareth." "You've done well," said Sir Gareth; "but know that you will be sorely challenged by the most noble knights in the world; therefore, we must find good knights to support us." "That's a good idea," said Sir Persant, with admiration.
And so the cry was made in England, Wales, and Scotland, Ireland, Cornwall, and in all the Out Isles, and in Brittany and in many countries; that at the feast of our Lady the Assumption next coming, men should come to the Castle Perilous beside the Isle of Avilion; and there all the knights that there came should have the choice whether them list to be on the one party with the knights of the castle, or on the other party with King Arthur. And two months was to the day that the tournament should be. And so there came many good knights that were at their large, and held them for the most part against King Arthur and his knights of the Round Table and came in the side of them of the castle. For Sir Epinogrus was the first, and he was the king’s son of Northumberland, and Sir Palamides the Saracen was another, and Sir Safere his brother, and Sir Segwarides his brother, but they were christened, and Sir Malegrine another, and Sir Brian de les Isles, a noble knight, and Sir Grummore Grummursum, a good knight of Scotland, and Sir Carados of the dolorous tower, a noble knight, and Sir Turquine his brother, and Sir Arnold and Sir Gauter, two brethren, good knights of Cornwall. There came Sir Tristram de Liones, and with him Sir Dinas, the Seneschal, and Sir Sadok; but this Sir Tristram was not at that time knight of the Table Round, but he was one of the best knights of the world. And so all these noble knights accompanied them with the lady of the castle, and with the Red Knight of the Red Launds; but as for Sir Gareth, he would not take upon him more but as other mean knights.
So, a call went out in England, Wales, Scotland, Ireland, Cornwall, all the Out Isles, Brittany, and many other countries; that during the upcoming feast of Our Lady of the Assumption, everyone should gather at the Castle Perilous near the Isle of Avilion. There, all the knights who arrived would have the choice to side with the knights of the castle or with King Arthur. The tournament was set for two months from that day. Many good knights showed up, mostly siding against King Arthur and his Round Table knights, joining the side of the castle knights. Sir Epinogrus, the king's son from Northumberland, was among the first, followed by Sir Palamides the Saracen, his brother Sir Safere, and their brother Sir Segwarides, all of whom were baptized. Sir Malegrine was another, along with Sir Brian de les Isles, a noble knight, and Sir Grummore Grummursum, a good knight from Scotland. Sir Carados from the dolorous tower, a noble knight, and his brother Sir Turquine were there too, along with Sir Arnold and Sir Gauter, two brothers and good knights from Cornwall. Sir Tristram de Liones also arrived, accompanied by Sir Dinas the Seneschal and Sir Sadok; however, at that time, Sir Tristram wasn't yet a knight of the Round Table, though he was one of the best knights in the world. All these noble knights joined the lady of the castle and the Red Knight of the Red Launds, while Sir Gareth chose to present himself as just a regular knight.
CHAPTER XXVII.
How King Arthur went to the
tournament with his knights, and how the lady received him worshipfully, and
how the knights encountered.
And then there came with King Arthur Sir Gawaine, Agravaine, Gaheris, his brethren. And then his nephews Sir Uwaine le Blanchemains, and Sir Aglovale, Sir Tor, Sir Percivale de Galis, and Sir Lamorak de Galis. Then came Sir Launcelot du Lake with his brethren, nephews, and cousins, as Sir Lionel, Sir Ector de Maris, Sir Bors de Ganis, and Sir Galihodin, Sir Galihud, and many more of Sir Launcelot’s blood, and Sir Dinadan, Sir La Cote Male Taile, his brother, a good knight, and Sir Sagramore, a good knight; and all the most part of the Round Table. Also there came with King Arthur these knights, the King of Ireland, King Agwisance, and the King of Scotland, King Carados and King Uriens of the land of Gore, and King Bagdemagus and his son Sir Meliaganus, and Sir Galahault the noble prince. All these kings, princes, and earls, barons, and other noble knights, as Sir Brandiles, Sir Uwaine les Avoutres, and Sir Kay, Sir Bedivere, Sir Meliot de Logres, Sir Petipase of Winchelsea, Sir Godelake: all these came with King Arthur, and more that cannot be rehearsed.
And then King Arthur was joined by Sir Gawaine, Agravaine, Gaheris, and his brothers. His nephews, Sir Uwaine le Blanchemains, Sir Aglovale, Sir Tor, Sir Percivale de Galis, and Sir Lamorak de Galis, also came along. Then there was Sir Launcelot du Lake with his brothers, nephews, and cousins, like Sir Lionel, Sir Ector de Maris, Sir Bors de Ganis, Sir Galihodin, Sir Galihud, and many more related to Sir Launcelot. Also present were Sir Dinadan, his brother Sir La Cote Male Taile, a good knight, and Sir Sagramore, another good knight; and most of the Round Table members. Additionally, with King Arthur came the King of Ireland, King Agwisance, the King of Scotland, King Carados, and King Uriens of the land of Gore, along with King Bagdemagus and his son Sir Meliaganus, and the noble prince Sir Galahault. All these kings, princes, earls, barons, and other noble knights, including Sir Brandiles, Sir Uwaine les Avoutres, Sir Kay, Sir Bedivere, Sir Meliot de Logres, Sir Petipase of Winchelsea, and Sir Godelake, came with King Arthur, along with many more who cannot be counted.
Now leave we of these kings and knights, and let us speak of the great array that was made within the castle and about the castle for both parties. The Lady Dame Lionesse ordained great array upon her part for her noble knights, for all manner of lodging and victual that came by land and by water, that there lacked nothing for her party, nor for the other, but there was plenty to be had for gold and silver for King Arthur and his knights. And then there came the harbingers from King Arthur for to harbour him, and his kings, dukes, earls, barons, and knights. And then Sir Gareth prayed Dame Lionesse and the Red Knight of the Red Launds, and Sir Persant and his brother, and Sir Gringamore, that in no wise there should none of them tell not his name, and make no more of him than of the least knight that there was, For, he said, I will not be known of neither more nor less, neither at the beginning neither at the ending. Then Dame Lionesse said unto Sir Gareth: Sir, I will lend you a ring, but I would pray you as you love me heartily let me have it again when the tournament is done, for that ring increaseth my beauty much more than it is of himself. And the virtue of my ring is that, that is green it will turn to red, and that is red it will turn in likeness to green, and that is blue it will turn to likeness of white, and that is white it will turn in likeness to blue, and so it will do of all manner of colours. Also who that beareth my ring shall lose no blood, and for great love I will give you this ring. Gramercy, said Sir Gareth, mine own lady, for this ring is passing meet for me, for it will turn all manner of likeness that I am in, and that shall cause me that I shall not be known. Then Sir Gringamore gave Sir Gareth a bay courser that was a passing good horse; also he gave him good armour and sure, and a noble sword that sometime Sir Gringamore’s father won upon an heathen tyrant. And so thus every knight made him ready to that tournament. And King Arthur was come two days to-fore the Assumption of our Lady. And there was all manner of royalty of all minstrelsy that might be found. Also there came Queen Guenever and the Queen of Orkney, Sir Gareth’s mother.
Now let's move away from the kings and knights and discuss the grand preparations happening inside and around the castle for both sides. Lady Dame Lionesse organized a lavish setup for her noble knights, ensuring that everything needed for lodging and food arriving by land and sea was available for her group and the other side. There was plenty to be had for gold and silver for King Arthur and his knights. Harbingers arrived from King Arthur to accommodate him, along with his kings, dukes, earls, barons, and knights. Sir Gareth then asked Dame Lionesse, the Red Knight of the Red Launds, Sir Persant and his brother, and Sir Gringamore not to reveal his name and to treat him no differently than the least knight present. He stated that he didn't want to be known, neither at the start nor at the end of the tournament. Dame Lionesse replied to Sir Gareth, saying, "Sir, I will lend you a ring, but I kindly ask you to return it to me after the tournament, as it enhances my beauty more than it does on its own. The magic of my ring is that a green one will turn red, red will look green, blue will appear white, and white will turn blue—it changes to all colors. Also, whoever wears my ring will lose no blood, and I will give you this ring out of great affection." "Thank you, my lady," Sir Gareth responded. "This ring is perfect for me; it will transform me into whatever appearance I take on, helping me stay unrecognized." Sir Gringamore then gifted Sir Gareth a bay courser, a remarkable horse, along with good and sturdy armor and a noble sword that his father once won from a heathen tyrant. Thus, every knight prepared for the tournament. King Arthur had arrived two days before the Assumption of Our Lady, and there was all kinds of entertainment from minstrels. Queen Guenever and the Queen of Orkney, Sir Gareth’s mother, also came.
And upon the Assumption Day, when mass and matins were done, there were heralds with trumpets commanded to blow to the field. And so there came out Sir Epinogrus, the king’s son of Northumberland, from the castle, and there encountered with him Sir Sagramore le Desirous, and either of them brake their spears to their hands. And then came in Sir Palamides out of the castle, and there encountered with him Gawaine, and either of them smote other so hard that both the good knights and their horses fell to the earth. And then knights of either party rescued their knights. And then came in Sir Safere and Sir Segwarides, brethren to Sir Palamides; and there encountered Sir Agravaine with Sir Safere and Sir Gaheris encountered with Sir Segwarides. So Sir Safere smote down Agravaine, Sir Gawaine’s brother; and Sir Segwarides, Sir Safere’s brother. And Sir Malegrine, a knight of the castle, encountered with Sir Uwaine le Blanchemains, and there Sir Uwaine gave Sir Malegrine a fall, that he had almost broke his neck.
And on Assumption Day, after the mass and morning prayers, heralds with trumpets were ordered to announce the tournament. Out came Sir Epinogrus, the king’s son of Northumberland, from the castle, and he faced off against Sir Sagramore le Desirous, and both of them broke their spears on each other. Then Sir Palamides emerged from the castle and clashed with Gawaine, and they struck each other so hard that both the knights and their horses fell to the ground. Knights from both sides rushed in to help their comrades. Then Sir Safere and Sir Segwarides, brothers of Sir Palamides, entered the fray; Sir Agravaine confronted Sir Safere while Sir Gaheris took on Sir Segwarides. Sir Safere knocked Agravaine down, who was Sir Gawaine’s brother, and Sir Segwarides did the same to Sir Gaheris, brother to Sir Safere. Sir Malegrine, a knight from the castle, faced Sir Uwaine le Blanchemains, and there Sir Uwaine managed to send Sir Malegrine tumbling down, nearly breaking his neck.
CHAPTER XXVIII.
How the knights bare them in the
battle.
Then Sir Brian de les Isles and Grummore Grummursum, knights of the castle, encountered with Sir Aglovale, and Sir Tor smote down Sir Grummore Grummursum to the earth. Then came in Sir Carados of the dolorous tower, and Sir Turquine, knights of the castle; and there encountered with them Sir Percivale de Galis and Sir Lamorak de Galis, that were two brethren. And there encountered Sir Percivale with Sir Carados, and either brake their spears unto their hands, and then Sir Turquine with Sir Lamorak, and either of them smote down other’s horse and all to the earth, and either parties rescued other, and horsed them again. And Sir Arnold and Sir Gauter, knights of the castle, encountered with Sir Brandiles and Sir Kay, and these four knights encountered mightily, and brake their spears to their hands. Then came in Sir Tristram, Sir Sadok, and Sir Dinas, knights of the castle, and there encountered Sir Tristram with Sir Bedivere, and there Sir Bedivere was smitten to the earth both horse and man. And Sir Sadok encountered with Sir Petipase, and there Sir Sadok was overthrown. And there Uwaine les Avoutres smote down Sir Dinas, the Seneschal. Then came in Sir Persant of Inde, a knight of the castle, and there encountered with him Sir Launcelot du Lake, and there he smote Sir Persant, horse and man, to the earth. Then came Sir Pertolepe from the castle, and there encountered with him Sir Lionel, and there Sir Pertolepe, the Green Knight, smote down Sir Lionel, brother to Sir Launcelot. All this was marked by noble heralds, who bare him best, and their names.
Then Sir Brian de les Isles and Grummore Grummursum, knights of the castle, met up with Sir Aglovale, and Sir Tor knocked Sir Grummore Grummursum to the ground. Then came in Sir Carados of the dolorous tower and Sir Turquine, also knights of the castle; they encountered Sir Percivale de Galis and Sir Lamorak de Galis, who were two brothers. Sir Percivale fought Sir Carados, and they both broke their spears in their hands. Then Sir Turquine faced Sir Lamorak, and they each knocked the other's horse down, sending them both to the ground, and both sides helped each other back on their horses. Sir Arnold and Sir Gauter, knights of the castle, confronted Sir Brandiles and Sir Kay, and these four knights battled fiercely, breaking their spears in their hands. Then entered Sir Tristram, Sir Sadok, and Sir Dinas, knights of the castle, and Sir Tristram fought Sir Bedivere, knocking him to the ground along with his horse. Sir Sadok faced Sir Petipase and was overthrown. Uwaine les Avoutres knocked down Sir Dinas, the Seneschal. Then came Sir Persant of Inde, a knight of the castle, and he fought Sir Launcelot du Lake, where Sir Launcelot knocked Sir Persant, horse and man, to the ground. Then Sir Pertolepe came from the castle and faced Sir Lionel, and Sir Pertolepe, the Green Knight, knocked down Sir Lionel, brother to Sir Launcelot. All of this was noted by noble heralds, who recorded who fought well and their names.
And then came into the field Sir Perimones, the Red Knight, Sir Persant’s brother, that was a knight of the castle, and he encountered with Sir Ector de Maris, and either smote other so hard that both their horses and they fell to the earth. And then came in the Red Knight of the Red Launds, and Sir Gareth, from the castle, and there encountered with them Sir Bors de Ganis and Sir Bleoberis, and there the Red Knight and Sir Bors [either] smote other so hard that their spears brast, and their horses fell grovelling to the earth. Then Sir Bleoberis brake his spear upon Sir Gareth, but of that stroke Sir Bleoberis fell to the earth. When Sir Galihodin saw that he bade Sir Gareth keep him, and Sir Gareth smote him to the earth. Then Sir Galihud gat a spear to avenge his brother, and in the same wise Sir Gareth served him, and Sir Dinadan and his brother, La Cote Male Taile, and Sir Sagramore le Desirous, and Sir Dodinas le Savage. All these he bare down with one spear.
And then Sir Perimones, the Red Knight and brother of Sir Persant, entered the field, where he crossed paths with Sir Ector de Maris. They struck each other so fiercely that both their horses and they fell to the ground. Then the Red Knight of the Red Launds came in, along with Sir Gareth from the castle, and they faced off against Sir Bors de Ganis and Sir Bleoberis. The Red Knight and Sir Bors hit each other so hard that their spears shattered and their horses collapsed. Sir Bleoberis broke his spear on Sir Gareth, but that blow caused Bleoberis to fall to the ground. When Sir Galihodin saw this, he told Sir Gareth to take him down, and Sir Gareth knocked him down. Then Sir Galihud picked up a spear to avenge his brother, but Sir Gareth dealt with him in the same way. Sir Dinadan, his brother La Cote Male Taile, Sir Sagramore le Desirous, and Sir Dodinas le Savage were all taken down by Gareth with a single spear.
When King Agwisance of Ireland saw Sir Gareth fare so, he marvelled what he might be that one time seemed green, and another time, at his again coming, he seemed blue. And thus at every course that he rode to and fro he changed his colour, so that there might neither king nor knight have ready cognisance of him. Then Sir Agwisance, the King of Ireland, encountered with Sir Gareth, and there Sir Gareth smote him from his horse, saddle and all. And then came King Carados of Scotland, and Sir Gareth smote him down horse and man. And in the same wise he served King Uriens of the land of Gore. And then came in Sir Bagdemagus, and Sir Gareth smote him down, horse and man, to the earth. And Bagdemagus’ son, Meliganus, brake a spear upon Sir Gareth mightily and knightly. And then Sir Galahault, the noble prince, cried on high: Knight with the many colours, well hast thou jousted; now make thee ready that I may joust with thee. Sir Gareth heard him, and he gat a great spear, and so they encountered together, and there the prince brake his spear; but Sir Gareth smote him upon the left side of the helm that he reeled here and there, and he had fallen down had not his men recovered him.
When King Agwisance of Ireland saw Sir Gareth doing so, he wondered what made him seem green at one moment and blue the next. Every time he rode back and forth, he changed colors, so that no king or knight could easily recognize him. Then Sir Agwisance, the King of Ireland, faced Sir Gareth, and there Sir Gareth knocked him off his horse, saddle and all. After that, King Carados of Scotland came along, and Sir Gareth took him down, both horse and man. In the same way, he dealt with King Uriens from the land of Gore. Next, Sir Bagdemagus came in, and Sir Gareth knocked him down, horse and man, to the ground. Bagdemagus' son, Meliganus, challenged Sir Gareth fiercely and knightly with a spear. Then the noble prince, Sir Galahault, called out: "Knight with the many colors, well have you jousted; now prepare yourself so I can joust with you." Sir Gareth heard him, grabbed a large spear, and they charged at each other. The prince broke his spear, but Sir Gareth struck him on the left side of the helm, making him stagger. He would have fallen if his men hadn't caught him.
So God me help, said King Arthur, that same knight with the many colours is a good knight. Wherefore the king called unto him Sir Launcelot, and prayed him to encounter with that knight. Sir, said Launcelot, I may well find in my heart for to forbear him as at this time, for he hath had travail enough this day; and when a good knight doth so well upon some day, it is no good knight’s part to let him of his worship, and namely, when he seeth a knight hath done so great labour; for peradventure, said Sir Launcelot, his quarrel is here this day, and peradventure he is best beloved with this lady of all that be here; for I see well he paineth him and enforceth him to do great deeds, and therefore, said Sir Launcelot, as for me, this day he shall have the honour; though it lay in my power to put him from it I would not.
So help me God, said King Arthur, that knight in all those colors is a good knight. So the king called Sir Launcelot and asked him to face that knight. Sir, Launcelot replied, I can certainly find it in my heart to let him be for now, since he's already worked hard enough today; and when a good knight performs so well on a given day, it's not the right thing for another good knight to take his honor away, especially when he sees that knight has put in so much effort. Perhaps, said Sir Launcelot, his purpose is fulfilled today, and maybe he's the most favored by this lady of all present; for I can see he is striving and pushing himself to achieve great things. Therefore, Sir Launcelot said, as for me, he shall have the honor today; even if I had the power to take it from him, I would not.
CHAPTER XXIX.
Yet of the said tournament.
Then when this was done there was drawing of swords, and then there began a sore tournament. And there did Sir Lamorak marvellous deeds of arms; and betwixt Sir Lamorak and Sir Ironside, that was the Red Knight of the Red Launds, there was strong battle; and betwixt Sir Palamides and Bleoberis there was a strong battle; and Sir Gawaine and Sir Tristram met, and there Sir Gawaine had the worse, for he pulled Sir Gawaine from his horse, and there he was long upon foot, and defouled. Then came in Sir Launcelot, and he smote Sir Turquine, and he him; and then came Sir Carados his brother, and both at once they assailed him, and he as the most noblest knight of the world worshipfully fought with them both, that all men wondered of the noblesse of Sir Launcelot. And then came in Sir Gareth, and knew that it was Sir Launcelot that fought with the two perilous knights. And then Sir Gareth came with his good horse and hurtled them in-sunder, and no stroke would he smite to Sir Launcelot. That espied Sir Launcelot, and deemed it should be the good knight Sir Gareth: and then Sir Gareth rode here and there, and smote on the right hand and on the left hand, and all the folk might well espy where that he rode. And by fortune he met with his brother Sir Gawaine, and there he put Sir Gawaine to the worse, for he put off his helm, and so he served five or six knights of the Round Table, that all men said he put him in the most pain, and best he did his devoir. For when Sir Tristram beheld him how he first jousted and after fought so well with a sword, then he rode unto Sir Ironside and to Sir Persant of Inde, and asked them, by their faith, What manner a knight is yonder knight that seemeth in so many divers colours? Truly, meseemeth, said Tristram, that he putteth himself in great pain, for he never ceaseth. Wot ye not what he is? said Sir Ironside. No, said Sir Tristram. Then shall ye know that this is he that loveth the lady of the castle, and she him again; and this is he that won me when I besieged the lady of this castle, and this is he that won Sir Persant of Inde, and his three brethren. What is his name, said Sir Tristram, and of what blood is he come? He was called in the court of King Arthur, Beaumains, but his right name is Sir Gareth of Orkney, brother to Sir Gawaine. By my head, said Sir Tristram, he is a good knight, and a big man of arms, and if he be young he shall prove a full noble knight. He is but a child, they all said, and of Sir Launcelot he was made knight. Therefore he is mickle the better, said Tristram. And then Sir Tristram, Sir Ironside, Sir Persant, and his brother, rode together for to help Sir Gareth; and then there were given many strong strokes.
Then, when this was over, there was a clashing of swords, and a fierce tournament began. Sir Lamorak performed incredible feats of bravery; he fought fiercely against Sir Ironside, the Red Knight of the Red Launds, and had a strong battle with Sir Palamides and Bleoberis. Sir Gawaine and Sir Tristram also met in combat, but Sir Tristram got the better of Gawaine, unseating him from his horse, leaving him on foot for a long time, disgraced. Then Sir Launcelot entered the fray and fought against Sir Turquine, and then Sir Carados, his brother, joined in to attack him together. Sir Launcelot, being the noblest knight in the world, fought bravely against both, and everyone marveled at his bravery. Then Sir Gareth arrived and recognized that it was Sir Launcelot fighting the two perilous knights. Sir Gareth then charged in on his good horse and separated them, making sure not to strike Sir Launcelot. Sir Launcelot noticed this and guessed it must be the skilled knight Sir Gareth. Then Sir Gareth rode around, striking to the left and right, and everyone could see his impressive display. By chance, he came across his brother Sir Gawaine and got the upper hand, removing Gawaine's helmet and defeating five or six knights from the Round Table, earning the respect of all for his efforts. When Sir Tristram saw how well he jousted and fought with a sword, he rode up to Sir Ironside and Sir Persant of Inde, asking them, “By your faith, who is that knight who seems to wear so many different colors?” “Honestly, I think,” said Tristram, “he is putting himself in great danger, for he never stops.” “Don’t you know who he is?” asked Sir Ironside. “No,” replied Sir Tristram. “Then you should know that he is the one who loves the lady of the castle, and she loves him back; he is the one who defeated me when I besieged her, and he defeated Sir Persant of Inde and his three brothers.” “What is his name, and where does he come from?” asked Tristram. “In King Arthur's court, he's known as Beaumains, but his true name is Sir Gareth of Orkney, brother to Sir Gawaine.” “By my head,” said Sir Tristram, “he is a good knight, a strong warrior, and if he is young, he will prove to be a noble knight.” “He is but a child,” they all said, “and he was made a knight by Sir Launcelot.” “That makes him much better,” said Tristram. Then Sir Tristram, Sir Ironside, Sir Persant, and his brother rode together to help Sir Gareth, and they exchanged many powerful blows.
And then Sir Gareth rode out on the one side to amend his helm; and then said his dwarf: Take me your ring, that ye lose it not while that ye drink. And so when he had drunk he gat on his helm, and eagerly took his horse and rode into the field, and left his ring with his dwarf; and the dwarf was glad the ring was from him, for then he wist well he should be known. And then when Sir Gareth was in the field all folks saw him well and plainly that he was in yellow colours; and there he rased off helms and pulled down knights, that King Arthur had marvel what knight he was, for the king saw by his hair that it was the same knight.
And then Sir Gareth rode off to fix his helmet. His dwarf said, “Give me your ring so you don’t lose it while you drink.” After he had a drink, he put on his helmet, eagerly mounted his horse, and rode into the field, leaving his ring with the dwarf. The dwarf was happy to have the ring because it meant he would be recognized. Once Sir Gareth was in the field, everyone could see he was wearing yellow colors. He knocked off helmets and took down knights, which made King Arthur wonder who he was, as the king recognized him by his hair.
CHAPTER XXX.
How Sir Gareth was espied by the
heralds, and how he escaped out of the field.
But before he was in so many colours, and now he is but in one colour; that is yellow. Now go, said King Arthur unto divers heralds, and ride about him, and espy what manner knight he is, for I have spered of many knights this day that be upon his party, and all say they know him not.
But before, he was dressed in many colors, and now he’s only in one color: yellow. Now go, said King Arthur to several heralds, and ride around him to find out what kind of knight he is, because I’ve asked many knights today who are on his side, and they all say they don’t know him.
And so an herald rode nigh Gareth as he could; and there he saw written about his helm in gold, This helm is Sir Gareth of Orkney.
And so a messenger rode up close to Gareth; and there he saw written around his helmet in gold, This helmet belongs to Sir Gareth of Orkney.
Then the herald cried as he were wood, and many heralds with him:—This is Sir Gareth of Orkney in the yellow arms; that by all kings and knights of Arthur’s beheld him and awaited; and then they pressed all to behold him, and ever the heralds cried: This is Sir Gareth of Orkney, King Lot’s son.
Then the herald shouted as if he were mad, and many other heralds joined him:—This is Sir Gareth of Orkney in the yellow armor; and all the kings and knights of Arthur looked at him and waited for more. They all crowded to see him, and the heralds continued to shout: This is Sir Gareth of Orkney, King Lot’s son.
And when Sir Gareth espied that he was discovered, then he doubled his strokes, and smote down Sir Sagramore, and his brother Sir Gawaine.
And when Sir Gareth saw that he was caught, he increased his attacks and knocked down Sir Sagramore and his brother Sir Gawaine.
O brother, said Sir Gawaine, I weened ye would not have stricken me.
O brother, Sir Gawaine said, I thought you wouldn't have hit me.
So when he heard him say so he thrang here and there, and so with great pain he gat out of the press, and there he met with his dwarf. O boy, said Sir Gareth, thou hast beguiled me foul this day that thou kept my ring; give it me anon again, that I may hide my body withal; and so he took it him. And then they all wist not where he was become; and Sir Gawaine had in manner espied where Sir Gareth rode, and then he rode after with all his might. That espied Sir Gareth, and rode lightly into the forest, that Sir Gawaine wist not where he was become. And when Sir Gareth wist that Sir Gawaine was passed, he asked the dwarf of best counsel. Sir, said the dwarf, meseemeth it were best, now that ye are escaped from spying, that ye send my lady Dame Lionesse her ring. It is well advised, said Sir Gareth; now have it here and bear it to her, and say that I recommend me unto her good grace, and say her I will come when I may, and I pray her to be true and faithful to me as I will be to her. Sir, said the dwarf, it shall be done as ye command: and so he rode his way, and did his errand unto the lady. Then she said, Where is my knight, Sir Gareth? Madam, said the dwarf, he bade me say that he would not be long from you. And so lightly the dwarf came again unto Sir Gareth, that would full fain have had a lodging, for he had need to be reposed. And then fell there a thunder and a rain, as heaven and earth should go together. And Sir Gareth was not a little weary, for of all that day he had but little rest, neither his horse nor he. So this Sir Gareth rode so long in that forest until the night came. And ever it lightened and thundered, as it had been wood. At the last by fortune he came to a castle, and there he heard the waits upon the walls.
So when he heard him say that, he pushed through the crowd with great effort and finally got out of the throng, where he met his dwarf. “Oh boy,” said Sir Gareth, “you’ve really tricked me today by keeping my ring; give it back to me right away so I can cover myself up." The dwarf handed it to him. They all then wondered where he had gone. Sir Gawaine had noticed where Sir Gareth had ridden off to, so he chased after him with all his strength. Sir Gareth noticed this and quickly rode into the forest, where Sir Gawaine couldn't follow him. Once Sir Gareth saw that Sir Gawaine had passed, he asked the dwarf for the best advice. “Sir,” said the dwarf, “I think it would be best, now that you’ve gotten away from being seen, to send my lady Dame Lionesse her ring.” “That’s a good idea,” said Sir Gareth; “take it to her and tell her that I send my regards and that I will come when I can, and ask her to be loyal and faithful to me as I will be to her.” “Sir,” said the dwarf, “I will do as you command.” And he rode off to deliver the message to the lady. When he arrived, she asked, “Where is my knight, Sir Gareth?” “Madam,” said the dwarf, “he told me to say that he won’t be long in coming to you.” The dwarf then quickly returned to Sir Gareth, who was eager for a place to rest, as he needed to recover. Suddenly, there was a thunderstorm, as if heaven and earth were clashing. Sir Gareth was quite tired, having had very little rest that day, both he and his horse. He rode through the forest until night fell, with constant lightning and thunder making it feel chaotic. Eventually, by chance, he arrived at a castle, where he heard music playing from the walls.
CHAPTER XXXI.
How Sir Gareth came to a castle
where he was well lodged, and he jousted with a knight and slew him.
Then Sir Gareth rode unto the barbican of the castle, and prayed the porter fair to let him into the castle. The porter answered ungoodly again, and said, Thou gettest no lodging here. Fair sir, say not so, for I am a knight of King Arthur’s, and pray the lord or the lady of this castle to give me harbour for the love of King Arthur. Then the porter went unto the duchess, and told her how there was a knight of King Arthur’s would have harbour. Let him in, said the duchess, for I will see that knight, and for King Arthur’s sake he shall not be harbourless. Then she yode up into a tower over the gate, with great torchlight.
Then Sir Gareth rode up to the castle's barbican and asked the porter nicely to let him in. The porter rudely replied, "You won't find a place to stay here." Sir Gareth said, "Please don’t say that. I am a knight of King Arthur, and I ask the lord or lady of this castle to allow me shelter for the love of King Arthur." The porter then went to the duchess and told her that a knight of King Arthur was asking for shelter. The duchess said, "Let him in, for I want to meet that knight, and for King Arthur's sake, he shall not be without a place to stay." She then rode up to a tower above the gate, with a great torch in hand.
When Sir Gareth saw that torch-light he cried on high: Whether thou be lord or lady, giant or champion, I take no force so that I may have harbour this night; and if it so be that I must needs fight, spare me not to-morn when I have rested me, for both I and mine horse be weary. Sir knight, said the lady, thou speakest knightly and boldly; but wit thou well the lord of this castle loveth not King Arthur, nor none of his court, for my lord hath ever been against him; and therefore thou were better not to come within this castle; for an thou come in this night, thou must come in under such form, that wheresomever thou meet my lord, by stigh or by street, thou must yield thee to him as prisoner. Madam, said Sir Gareth, what is your lord, and what is his name? Sir, my lord’s name is the Duke de la Rowse. Well madam, said Sir Gareth, I shall promise you in what place I meet your lord I shall yield me unto him and to his good grace; with that I understand he will do me no harm: and if I understand that he will, I will release myself an I can with my spear and my sword. Ye say well, said the duchess; and then she let the drawbridge down, and so he rode into the hall, and there he alighted, and his horse was led into a stable; and in the hall he unarmed him and said, Madam, I will not out of this hall this night; and when it is daylight, let see who will have ado with me, he shall find me ready. Then was he set unto supper, and had many good dishes. Then Sir Gareth list well to eat, and knightly he ate his meat, and eagerly; there was many a fair lady by him, and some said they never saw a goodlier man nor so well of eating. Then they made him passing good cheer, and shortly when he had supped his bed was made there; so he rested him all night.
When Sir Gareth saw the torchlight, he shouted, "Whether you are a lord or lady, giant or knight, I don’t care as long as I can find shelter tonight; and if I have to fight, don’t hold back until tomorrow after I’ve had some rest, because both I and my horse are tired." "Sir knight," said the lady, "you speak with honor and courage; but you should know the lord of this castle doesn’t like King Arthur or any of his court, as my lord has always opposed him. So it’s better if you don’t enter this castle; for if you do tonight, you must come in such a way that wherever you meet my lord, in the hall or on the street, you must surrender yourself to him as a prisoner." "Madam," said Sir Gareth, "who is your lord, and what is his name?" "Sir, my lord’s name is the Duke de la Rowse." "Alright, madam," said Sir Gareth, "I promise that wherever I meet your lord, I will submit to him and his mercy; as long as I believe he won’t harm me. If I find otherwise, I will defend myself with my spear and sword if I can." "You speak wisely," said the duchess; then she lowered the drawbridge, and he rode into the hall, where he dismounted, and his horse was taken to the stable. In the hall, he took off his armor and said, "Madam, I will not leave this hall tonight; when daylight comes, let’s see who wants to challenge me; I’ll be ready." Then he was served dinner, with many delicious dishes. Sir Gareth enjoyed the meal and ate heartily; there were many beautiful ladies around him, and some remarked they had never seen a handsomer man who ate so well. They treated him exceptionally well, and soon after dinner, a bed was made for him there, so he rested through the night.
And on the morn he heard mass, and brake his fast and took his leave at the duchess, and at them all; and thanked her goodly of her lodging, and of his good cheer; and then she asked him his name. Madam, he said, truly my name is Gareth of Orkney, and some men call me Beaumains. Then knew she well it was the same knight that fought for Dame Lionesse. So Sir Gareth departed and rode up into a mountain, and there met him a knight, his name was Sir Bendelaine, and said to Sir Gareth: Thou shalt not pass this way, for either thou shalt joust with me, or else be my prisoner. Then will I joust, said Sir Gareth. And so they let their horses run, and there Sir Gareth smote him throughout the body; and Sir Bendelaine rode forth to his castle there beside, and there died. So Sir Gareth would have rested him, and he came riding to Bendelaine’s castle. Then his knights and servants espied that it was he that had slain their lord. Then they armed twenty good men, and came out and assailed Sir Gareth; and so he had no spear, but his sword, and put his shield afore him; and there they brake their spears upon him, and they assailed him passingly sore. But ever Sir Gareth defended him as a knight.
And in the morning, he attended Mass, had breakfast, and took his leave from the duchess and everyone else. He thanked her kindly for her hospitality and for his good treatment. Then she asked him his name. "Ma'am, my name is Gareth of Orkney, and some people call me Beaumains." Then she recognized him as the same knight who had fought for Lady Lionesse. So, Sir Gareth left and rode up into the mountains, where he met a knight named Sir Bendelaine, who said to Sir Gareth, "You can't pass this way unless you either joust with me or become my prisoner." "Then I will joust," said Sir Gareth. They charged at each other, and Sir Gareth struck him through the body; Sir Bendelaine rode back to his nearby castle and died there. Sir Gareth would have rested, so he rode to Bendelaine’s castle. When the knights and servants saw that it was he who had killed their lord, they armed twenty good men and came out to attack Sir Gareth. He had no lance, just his sword, and he held his shield in front of him; they broke their lances upon him and attacked him fiercely. But Sir Gareth defended himself like a true knight.
CHAPTER XXXII.
How Sir Gareth fought with a
knight that held within his castle thirty ladies, and how he slew him.
So when they saw that they might not overcome him, they rode from him, and took their counsel to slay his horse; and so they came in upon Sir Gareth, and with spears they slew his horse, and then they assailed him hard. But when he was on foot, there was none that he fought but he gave him such a buffet that he did never recover. So he slew them by one and one till they were but four, and there they fled; and Sir Gareth took a good horse that was one of theirs, and rode his way.
When they realized they couldn't defeat him, they turned and decided to kill his horse. They attacked Sir Gareth, using their spears to kill his horse, and then they charged at him. But once he was on foot, anyone who fought him received such a blow that they never recovered. He took them down one by one until only four were left, and then they fled. Sir Gareth grabbed a good horse from their group and rode away.
Then he rode a great pace till that he came to a castle, and there he heard much mourning of ladies and gentlewomen. So there came by him a page. What noise is this, said Sir Gareth, that I hear within this castle? Sir knight, said the page, here be within this castle thirty ladies, and all they be widows; for here is a knight that waiteth daily upon this castle, and his name is the Brown Knight without Pity, and he is the periloust knight that now liveth; and therefore sir, said the page, I rede you flee. Nay, said Sir Gareth, I will not flee though thou be afeard of him. And then the page saw where came the Brown Knight: Lo, said the page, yonder he cometh. Let me deal with him, said Sir Gareth. And when either of other had a sight they let their horses run, and the Brown Knight brake his spear, and Sir Gareth smote him throughout the body, that he overthrew him to the ground stark dead. So Sir Gareth rode into the castle, and prayed the ladies that he might repose him. Alas, said the ladies, ye may not be lodged here. Make him good cheer, said the page, for this knight hath slain your enemy. Then they all made him good cheer as lay in their power. But wit ye well they made him good cheer, for they might none otherwise do, for they were but poor.
Then he rode at a fast pace until he reached a castle, where he heard a lot of mourning from ladies and gentlewomen. A page passed by him. "What is this noise I hear coming from the castle?" Sir Gareth asked. "Sir knight," replied the page, "there are thirty ladies inside this castle, all of whom are widows. A knight waits here daily, known as the Brown Knight without Pity, and he is the most dangerous knight alive right now; so, sir, I advise you to flee." "No," said Sir Gareth, "I won’t run away just because you're scared of him." Then the page spotted the Brown Knight approaching: "Look," he said, "there he comes." "Let me handle him," said Sir Gareth. When they saw each other, they let their horses charge, and the Brown Knight broke his lance, while Sir Gareth struck him through the body, knocking him to the ground, dead. Sir Gareth then rode into the castle and asked the ladies if he could rest. "Alas," the ladies said, "you cannot stay here." "Let's make him comfortable," said the page, "for this knight has slain your enemy." Then they all did what they could to welcome him, but you should know that they were only able to do so little because they were very poor.
And so on the morn he went to mass, and there he saw the thirty ladies kneel, and lay grovelling upon divers tombs, making great dole and sorrow. Then Sir Gareth wist well that in the tombs lay their lords. Fair ladies, said Sir Gareth, ye must at the next feast of Pentecost be at the court of King Arthur, and say that I, Sir Gareth, sent you thither. We shall do this, said the ladies. So he departed, and by fortune he came to a mountain, and there he found a goodly knight that bade him, Abide sir knight, and joust with me. What are ye? said Sir Gareth. My name is, said he, the Duke de la Rowse. Ah sir, ye are the same knight that I lodged once in your castle; and there I made promise unto your lady that I should yield me unto you. Ah, said the duke, art thou that proud knight that profferest to fight with my knights; therefore make thee ready, for I will have ado with you. So they let their horses run, and there Sir Gareth smote the duke down from his horse. But the duke lightly avoided his horse, and dressed his shield and drew his sword, and bade Sir Gareth alight and fight with him. So he did alight, and they did great battle together more than an hour, and either hurt other full sore. At the last Sir Gareth gat the duke to the earth, and would have slain him, and then he yield him to him. Then must ye go, said Sir Gareth, unto Sir Arthur my lord at the next feast, and say that I, Sir Gareth of Orkney, sent you unto him. It shall be done, said the duke, and I will do to you homage and fealty with an hundred knights with me; and all the days of my life to do you service where ye will command me.
And so, on that morning, he went to mass, and there he saw the thirty ladies kneeling, lying grief-stricken on various tombs. Then Sir Gareth realized that their lords were buried in those tombs. "Fair ladies," said Sir Gareth, "you must be at King Arthur's court for the next Pentecost feast and tell him that I, Sir Gareth, sent you." "We will do that," said the ladies. After that, he left, and by chance, he came to a mountain where he found a noble knight who said to him, "Wait, Sir Knight, and joust with me." "Who are you?" asked Sir Gareth. "I am the Duke de la Rowse," he replied. "Ah, sir, you are the same knight I once stayed with at your castle, and I promised your lady I would submit to you." "Ah," said the duke, "are you that proud knight who challenges my knights? Get ready, for I shall fight you." They both spurred their horses, and there, Sir Gareth knocked the duke off his horse. But the duke quickly avoided his horse, prepared his shield, and drew his sword, telling Sir Gareth to dismount and fight him. So he dismounted, and they battled fiercely for over an hour, injuring each other severely. Finally, Sir Gareth pinned the duke to the ground and was about to kill him when the duke surrendered. "Then you must go," said Sir Gareth, "to my lord Sir Arthur at the next feast and tell him that I, Sir Gareth of Orkney, sent you to him." "It will be done," said the duke, "and I will swear fealty and homage to you along with a hundred knights, and I shall serve you for the rest of my life wherever you command me."
CHAPTER XXXIII.
How Sir Gareth and Sir Gawaine
fought each against other, and how they knew each other by the damosel
Linet.
So the duke departed, and Sir Gareth stood there alone; and there he saw an armed knight coming toward him. Then Sir Gareth took the duke’s shield, and mounted upon horseback, and so without biding they ran together as it had been the thunder. And there that knight hurt Sir Gareth under the side with his spear. And then they alighted and drew their swords, and gave great strokes that the blood trailed to the ground. And so they fought two hours.
So the duke left, and Sir Gareth stood there by himself; then he saw an armored knight heading his way. Sir Gareth took the duke’s shield, got on his horse, and they charged at each other like thunder. The knight struck Sir Gareth in the side with his spear. After that, they dismounted, drew their swords, and exchanged heavy blows that made blood trail to the ground. They fought for two hours.
At the last there came the damosel Linet, that some men called the damosel Savage, and she came riding upon an ambling mule; and there she cried all on high, Sir Gawaine, Sir Gawaine, leave thy fighting with thy brother Sir Gareth.
At last, the lady Linet, whom some called the Lady Savage, arrived riding a gentle mule; and there she shouted loudly, "Sir Gawaine, Sir Gawaine, stop fighting with your brother Sir Gareth."
And when he heard her say so he threw away his shield and his sword, and ran to Sir Gareth, and took him in his arms, and sithen kneeled down and asked him mercy.
And when he heard her say that, he tossed aside his shield and sword, ran to Sir Gareth, embraced him, and then knelt down, asking for mercy.
What are ye, said Sir Gareth, that right now were so strong and so mighty, and now so suddenly yield you to me? O Gareth, I am your brother Sir Gawaine, that for your sake have had great sorrow and labour.
"What are you," said Sir Gareth, "that were so strong and so mighty just now, and suddenly yield to me? Oh Gareth, I am your brother Sir Gawaine, who has suffered great sorrow and endured a lot for your sake."
Then Sir Gareth unlaced his helm, and kneeled down to him, and asked him mercy. Then they rose both, and embraced either other in their arms, and wept a great while or they might speak, and either of them gave other the prize of the battle. And there were many kind words between them.
Then Sir Gareth took off his helmet, knelt down to him, and asked for mercy. Then they both got up, embraced each other, and cried for a long time before they could speak, and each of them gave the other the prize of the battle. And they exchanged many kind words.
Alas, my fair brother, said Sir Gawaine, perdy I owe of right to worship you an ye were not my brother, for ye have worshipped King Arthur and all his court, for ye have sent me more worshipful knights this twelvemonth than six the best of the Round Table have done, except Sir Launcelot.
Alas, my dear brother, said Sir Gawaine, truly I should honor you even if you weren't my brother, because you have honored King Arthur and all his court. You have sent me more honorable knights this year than the six best of the Round Table have done, except for Sir Launcelot.
Then came the damosel Savage that was the Lady Linet, that rode with Sir Gareth so long, and there she did staunch Sir Gareth’s wounds and Sir Gawaine’s. Now what will ye do? said the damosel Savage; meseemeth that it were well done that Arthur had witting of you both, for your horses are so bruised that they may not bear. Now, fair damosel, said Sir Gawaine, I pray you ride unto my lord mine uncle, King Arthur, and tell him what adventure is to me betid here, and I suppose he will not tarry long. Then she took her mule, and lightly she came to King Arthur that was but two mile thence. And when she had told him tidings the king bade get him a palfrey. And when he was upon his back he bade the lords and ladies come after, who that would; and there was saddling and bridling of queens’ horses and princes’ horses, and well was him that soonest might be ready.
Then the damsel Savage, who was Lady Linet, arrived and rode alongside Sir Gareth for a while. She tended to Sir Gareth's wounds and Sir Gawaine's as well. "What will you do now?" asked the damsel Savage. "It seems to me that it would be wise for Arthur to know about both of you, because your horses are so battered that they can hardly carry you." "Now, dear damsel," said Sir Gawaine, "I ask you to ride to my uncle, King Arthur, and inform him of the adventure I've encountered here. I believe he won't take long to respond." She then mounted her mule and quickly made her way to King Arthur, who was just two miles away. After she delivered the news, the king ordered a palfrey to be prepared. Once he was mounted, he asked the lords and ladies who wanted to follow to come along, and there was a flurry of saddling and bridle work on the horses of queens and princes, with those who could get ready the fastest feeling quite fortunate.
So when the king came thereas they were, he saw Sir Gawaine and Sir Gareth sit upon a little hill-side, and then the king avoided his horse. And when he came nigh Sir Gareth he would have spoken but he might not; and therewith he sank down in a swoon for gladness. And so they stert unto their uncle, and required him of his good grace to be of good comfort. Wit ye well the king made great joy, and many a piteous complaint he made to Sir Gareth, and ever he wept as he had been a child. With that came his mother, the Queen of Orkney, Dame Morgawse, and when she saw Sir Gareth readily in the visage she might not weep, but suddenly fell down in a swoon, and lay there a great while like as she had been dead. And then Sir Gareth recomforted his mother in such wise that she recovered and made good cheer. Then the king commanded that all manner of knights that were under his obeissance should make their lodging right there for the love of his nephews. And so it was done, and all manner of purveyance purveyed, that there lacked nothing that might be gotten of tame nor wild for gold or silver. And then by the means of the damosel Savage Sir Gawaine and Sir Gareth were healed of their wounds; and there they sojourned eight days.
So when the king arrived where they were, he saw Sir Gawaine and Sir Gareth sitting on a little hillside, and then the king dismounted from his horse. As he approached Sir Gareth, he wanted to speak but couldn't; he fell into a faint from sheer joy. They rushed to their uncle, urging him to be in good spirits. You can be sure the king was overjoyed and made many emotional pleas to Sir Gareth, crying as if he were a child. Just then, his mother, the Queen of Orkney, Dame Morgawse, arrived, and when she saw Sir Gareth, she couldn’t hold back her tears and suddenly fainted, lying there for a long time as if she were dead. Sir Gareth comforted his mother in such a way that she recovered and became cheerful again. The king then ordered all the knights under his command to set up their lodging right there for the sake of his nephews. And so it was done, and all kinds of provisions were arranged, ensuring they lacked nothing that could be found, whether tame or wild, for gold or silver. Then, with the help of the damsel Savage, Sir Gawaine and Sir Gareth were healed of their wounds, and they stayed there for eight days.
Then said King Arthur unto the damosel Savage: I marvel that your sister, Dame Lionesse, cometh not here to me, and in especial that she cometh not to visit her knight, my nephew Sir Gareth, that hath had so much travail for her love. My lord, said the damosel Linet, ye must of your good grace hold her excused, for she knoweth not that my lord, Sir Gareth, is here. Go then for her, said King Arthur, that we may be appointed what is best to be done, according to the pleasure of my nephew. Sir, said the damosel, that shall be done, and so she rode unto her sister. And as lightly as she might she made her ready; and she came on the morn with her brother Sir Gringamore, and with her forty knights. And so when she was come she had all the cheer that might be done, both of the king, and of many other kings and queens.
Then King Arthur said to the damsel Savage: I’m surprised that your sister, Lady Lionesse, hasn’t come to see me, especially since she hasn’t come to visit her knight, my nephew Sir Gareth, who has worked so hard for her love. My lord, said the damsel Linet, you should kindly excuse her, for she doesn’t know that my lord, Sir Gareth, is here. Then go and get her, said King Arthur, so we can decide what’s best to do, according to my nephew’s wishes. Sir, said the damsel, I will make that happen, and she rode off to her sister. As quickly as she could, she got ready; and the next morning she arrived with her brother Sir Gringamore and forty knights. When she arrived, she was welcomed warmly by the king and many other kings and queens.
CHAPTER XXXIV.
How Sir Gareth acknowledged that
they loved each other to King Arthur, and of the appointment of their
wedding.
And among all these ladies she was named the fairest, and peerless. Then when Sir Gawaine saw her there was many a goodly look and goodly words, that all men of worship had joy to behold them. Then came King Arthur and many other kings, and Dame Guenever, and the Queen of Orkney. And there the king asked his nephew, Sir Gareth, whether he would have that lady as paramour, or to have her to his wife. My lord, wit you well that I love her above all ladies living. Now, fair lady, said King Arthur, what say ye? Most noble King, said Dame Lionesse, wit you well that my lord, Sir Gareth, is to me more liefer to have and wield as my husband, than any king or prince that is christened; and if I may not have him I promise you I will never have none. For, my lord Arthur, said Dame Lionesse, wit ye well he is my first love, and he shall be the last; and if ye will suffer him to have his will and free choice I dare say he will have me. That is truth, said Sir Gareth; an I have not you and wield not you as my wife, there shall never lady nor gentlewoman rejoice me. What, nephew, said the king, is the wind in that door? for wit ye well I would not for the stint of my crown to be causer to withdraw your hearts; and wit ye well ye cannot love so well but I shall rather increase it than distress it. And also ye shall have my love and my lordship in the uttermost wise that may lie in my power. And in the same wise said Sir Gareth’s mother.
And among all these ladies, she was called the fairest and unmatched. When Sir Gawaine saw her, there were many admiring looks and kind words that everyone respected enjoyed seeing. Then came King Arthur along with many other kings, Dame Guenever, and the Queen of Orkney. There, the king asked his nephew, Sir Gareth, if he wanted that lady as his lover or to marry her. "My lord, you know I love her more than all other ladies alive." "Now, fair lady," said King Arthur, "what do you say?" "Most noble King," said Dame Lionesse, "you know that I prefer Sir Gareth as my husband over any king or prince who is baptized; and if I cannot have him, I promise I will never have anyone else. For, my lord Arthur," said Dame Lionesse, "you know he is my first love and he will be my last; and if you allow him to choose freely, I dare say he will choose me." "That's true," said Sir Gareth; "if I cannot have you as my wife, no lady or gentlewoman will ever make me happy." "What, nephew," said the king, "is the matter here? Because you know I wouldn’t want to cause any distance between you; and you know I can only help your love grow rather than hurt it. You shall also have my love and support to the fullest extent of my power." Sir Gareth’s mother said the same.
Then there was made a provision for the day of marriage; and by the king’s advice it was provided that it should be at Michaelmas following, at Kink Kenadon by the seaside, for there is a plentiful country. And so it was cried in all the places through the realm. And then Sir Gareth sent his summons to all these knights and ladies that he had won in battle to-fore, that they should be at his day of marriage at Kink Kenadon by the sands.
Then a plan was made for the wedding day; and with the king's advice, it was decided that it would be on the following Michaelmas at Kink Kenadon by the sea, as it's a bountiful area. This announcement was made throughout the kingdom. Sir Gareth then sent invitations to all the knights and ladies he had defeated in battle before, asking them to be present at his wedding day at Kink Kenadon by the beach.
And then Dame Lionesse, and the damosel Linet with Sir Gringamore, rode to their castle; and a goodly and a rich ring she gave to Sir Gareth, and he gave her another. And King Arthur gave her a rich pair of bee of gold; and so she departed.
And then Lady Lionesse and the young lady Linet, along with Sir Gringamore, rode to their castle. She gave Sir Gareth a beautiful and valuable ring, and he gave her one in return. King Arthur presented her with a stunning pair of gold earrings, and then she left.
And King Arthur and his fellowship rode toward Kink Kenadon, and Sir Gareth brought his lady on the way, and so came to the king again and rode with him.
And King Arthur and his group rode toward Kink Kenadon, and Sir Gareth brought his lady along the way, and then they returned to the king and rode with him.
Lord! the great cheer that Sir Launcelot made of Sir Gareth and he of him, for there was never no knight that Sir Gareth loved so well as he did Sir Launcelot; and ever for the most part he would be in Sir Launcelot’s company; for after Sir Gareth had espied Sir Gawaine’s conditions, he withdrew himself from his brother, Sir Gawaine’s, fellowship, for he was vengeable, and where he hated he would be avenged with murder, and that hated Sir Gareth.
Wow! The excitement that Sir Launcelot showed for Sir Gareth and vice versa was incredible, because Sir Gareth never loved any knight as much as he loved Sir Launcelot. Most of the time, he wanted to be around Sir Launcelot. After Sir Gareth noticed how Sir Gawaine acted, he distanced himself from his brother, Sir Gawaine, because he was vengeful, and where he felt hatred, he sought revenge through murder, which Sir Gareth despised.
CHAPTER XXXV.
Of the Great Royalty, and what
officers were made at the feast of the wedding, and of the jousts at the
feast.
So it drew fast to Michaelmas; and thither came Dame Lionesse, the lady of the Castle Perilous, and her sister, Dame Linet, with Sir Gringamore, her brother, with them for he had the conduct of these ladies. And there they were lodged at the device of King Arthur. And upon Michaelmas Day the Bishop of Canterbury made the wedding betwixt Sir Gareth and the Lady Lionesse with great solemnity. And King Arthur made Gaheris to wed the Damosel Savage, that was Dame Linet; and King Arthur made Sir Agravaine to wed Dame Lionesse’s niece, a fair lady, her name was Dame Laurel.
So it quickly got close to Michaelmas, and Lady Lionesse, the lady of Castle Perilous, came with her sister, Lady Linet, and her brother, Sir Gringamore, who was responsible for escorting the ladies. They were hosted by King Arthur's arrangements. On Michaelmas Day, the Bishop of Canterbury officiated the wedding between Sir Gareth and Lady Lionesse with great formality. King Arthur arranged for Gaheris to marry the Damosel Savage, who was Lady Linet; and King Arthur had Sir Agravaine marry Lady Lionesse’s niece, a beautiful lady named Dame Laurel.
And so when this solemnization was done, then came in the Green Knight, Sir Pertolepe, with thirty knights, and there he did homage and fealty to Sir Gareth, and these knights to hold of him for evermore. Also Sir Pertolepe said: I pray you that at this feast I may be your chamberlain. With a good will, said Sir Gareth sith it liketh you to take so simple an office. Then came in the Red Knight, with three score knights with him, and did to Sir Gareth homage and fealty, and all those knights to hold of him for evermore. And then this Sir Perimones prayed Sir Gareth to grant him to be his chief butler at that high feast. I will well, said Sir Gareth, that ye have this office, and it were better. Then came in Sir Persant of Inde, with an hundred knights with him, and there he did homage and fealty, and all his knights should do him service, and hold their lands of him for ever; and there he prayed Sir Gareth to make him his sewer-chief at the feast. I will well, said Sir Gareth, that ye have it and it were better. Then came the Duke de la Rowse with an hundred knights with him, and there he did homage and fealty to Sir Gareth, and so to hold their lands of him for ever. And he required Sir Gareth that he might serve him of the wine that day of that feast. I will well, said Sir Gareth, and it were better. Then came in the Red Knight of the Red Launds, that was Sir Ironside, and he brought with him three hundred knights, and there he did homage and fealty, and all these knights to hold their lands of him for ever. And then he asked Sir Gareth to be his carver. I will well, said Sir Gareth, an it please you.
And so, when the ceremony was complete, in walked the Green Knight, Sir Pertolepe, along with thirty knights, who then pledged their loyalty and service to Sir Gareth, agreeing to hold their lands from him forever. Sir Pertolepe also said, “I ask that at this feast I may serve as your chamberlain.” “I gladly accept,” replied Sir Gareth, since you wish to take on such a humble role. Then entered the Red Knight, accompanied by sixty knights, who also pledged their loyalty and service to Sir Gareth, promising to hold their lands from him always. Next, Sir Perimones requested that Sir Gareth make him his chief butler at the grand feast. “That works for me,” said Sir Gareth, “and it’s a good choice.” Then came Sir Persant of Inde, leading one hundred knights, who similarly offered their loyalty and service, committing to hold their lands from him forever. He asked Sir Gareth to appoint him as his chief server at the feast. “That’s fine by me,” said Sir Gareth, “and it’s an excellent idea.” Following that, the Duke de la Rowse entered with another one hundred knights, giving their loyalty to Sir Gareth and agreeing to hold their lands from him forever. He requested Sir Gareth allow him to serve wine that day at the feast. “That’s perfectly fine,” said Sir Gareth, “and it’s a good choice.” Lastly, the Red Knight of the Red Launds, known as Sir Ironside, arrived with three hundred knights, who pledged their loyalty and agreed to hold their lands from him forever. He then asked Sir Gareth to be his carver. “That’s fine by me, if you wish,” replied Sir Gareth.
Then came into the court thirty ladies, and all they seemed widows, and those thirty ladies brought with them many fair gentlewomen. And all they kneeled down at once unto King Arthur and unto Sir Gareth, and there all those ladies told the king how Sir Gareth delivered them from the dolorous tower, and slew the Brown Knight without Pity: And therefore we, and our heirs for evermore, will do homage unto Sir Gareth of Orkney. So then the kings and queens, princes and earls, barons and many bold knights, went unto meat; and well may ye wit there were all manner of meat plenteously, all manner revels and games, with all manner of minstrelsy that was used in those days. Also there was great jousts three days. But the king would not suffer Sir Gareth to joust, because of his new bride; for, as the French book saith, that Dame Lionesse desired of the king that none that were wedded should joust at that feast.
Then thirty ladies entered the court, and they all looked like widows, and these thirty ladies brought many beautiful gentlewomen with them. They all knelt down together before King Arthur and Sir Gareth, and there, all those ladies told the king how Sir Gareth rescued them from the dolorous tower and defeated the Brown Knight without Pity. And so we, along with our heirs forever, promise to honor Sir Gareth of Orkney. Then the kings and queens, princes and earls, barons and many brave knights, went to the feast; and you can be sure there was plenty of all kinds of food, all sorts of entertainment and games, with all kinds of music that was popular in those days. There were also grand jousts for three days. But the king wouldn’t allow Sir Gareth to joust because of his new bride; for, as the French book says, Dame Lionesse requested the king that no one who was married should joust at that feast.
So the first day there jousted Sir Lamorak de Galis, for he overthrew thirty knights, and did passing marvellously deeds of arms; and then King Arthur made Sir Persant and his two brethren Knights of the Round Table to their lives’ end, and gave them great lands. Also the second day there jousted Tristram best, and he overthrew forty knights, and did there marvellous deeds of arms. And there King Arthur made Ironside, that was the Red Knight of the Red Launds, a Knight of the Table Round to his life’s end, and gave him great lands. The third day there jousted Sir Launcelot du Lake, and he overthrew fifty knights, and did many marvellous deeds of arms, that all men wondered on him. And there King Arthur made the Duke de la Rowse a Knight of the Round Table to his life’s end, and gave him great lands to spend. But when these jousts were done, Sir Lamorak and Sir Tristram departed suddenly, and would not be known, for the which King Arthur and all the court were sore displeased. And so they held the court forty days with great solemnity. And this Sir Gareth was a noble knight, and a well-ruled, and fair-languaged.
On the first day, Sir Lamorak de Galis competed and defeated thirty knights, achieving incredible feats of skill in combat. King Arthur then made Sir Persant and his two brothers Knights of the Round Table for life and granted them vast estates. On the second day, Tristram excelled, taking down forty knights and performing remarkable acts of valor. King Arthur also appointed Ironside, the Red Knight of the Red Launds, as a Knight of the Round Table for life and awarded him significant lands. On the third day, Sir Launcelot du Lake jousted and overcame fifty knights, impressing everyone with his extraordinary exploits. King Arthur made the Duke de la Rowse a Knight of the Round Table for life and granted him extensive lands. However, after these jousts, Sir Lamorak and Sir Tristram suddenly left and chose not to reveal themselves, which greatly displeased King Arthur and the entire court. Thus, they continued holding court for forty days with great formality. Sir Gareth was a noble knight, well-mannered, and eloquent in speech.
Thus endeth this tale of Sir Gareth of Orkney that wedded Dame Lionesse of the Castle Perilous. And also Sir Gaheris wedded her sister, Dame Linet, that was called the Damosel Sabage. And Sir Agrabaine wedded Dame Laurel, a fair lady and great, and mighty lands with great riches gave with them King Arthur, that royally they might live till their lives’ end.
Thus ends the story of Sir Gareth of Orkney, who married Dame Lionesse of the Castle Perilous. Also, Sir Gaheris married her sister, Dame Linet, who was known as the Damosel Sabage. Sir Agrabaine married Dame Laurel, a beautiful and strong lady, and King Arthur provided them with extensive lands and great riches so that they could live royally for the rest of their lives.
Here followeth the viii. book, the which is the first book of Sir Tristram de Liones, and who was his father and his mother, and how he was born and fostered, and how he was made knight.
CHAPTER I.
How Sir Tristram de Liones was born,
and how his mother died at his birth, wherefore she named him Tristram.
It was a king that hight Meliodas, and he was lord and king of the country of Liones, and this Meliodas was a likely knight as any was that time living. And by fortune he wedded King Mark’s sister of Cornwall, and she was called Elizabeth, that was called both good and fair. And at that time King Arthur reigned, and he was whole king of England, Wales, and Scotland, and of many other realms: howbeit there were many kings that were lords of many countries, but all they held their lands of King Arthur; for in Wales were two kings, and in the north were many kings; and in Cornwall and in the west were two kings; also in Ireland were two or three kings, and all were under the obeissance of King Arthur. So was the King of France, and the King of Brittany, and all the lordships unto Rome.
Once there was a king named Meliodas, who was the ruler of the kingdom of Liones. Meliodas was as brave a knight as any alive at that time. By chance, he married King Mark’s sister from Cornwall, a woman named Elizabeth, who was known for her goodness and beauty. At that time, King Arthur was the reigning king, and he ruled over England, Wales, Scotland, and many other kingdoms. However, there were several kings who ruled different territories, but they all held their lands under King Arthur. In Wales, there were two kings, and in the north, many kings; there were also two kings in Cornwall and the west, along with two or three kings in Ireland, all of whom were subject to King Arthur’s authority. The King of France, the King of Brittany, and all the lordships extending to Rome were included as well.
So when this King Meliodas had been with his wife, within a while she waxed great with child, and she was a full meek lady, and well she loved her lord, and he her again, so there was great joy betwixt them. Then there was a lady in that country that had loved King Meliodas long, and by no mean she never could get his love; therefore she let ordain upon a day, as King Meliodas rode a-hunting, for he was a great chaser, and there by an enchantment she made him chase an hart by himself alone till that he came to an old castle, and there anon he was taken prisoner by the lady that him loved. When Elizabeth, King Meliodas’ wife, missed her lord, and she was nigh out of her wit, and also as great with child as she was, she took a gentlewoman with her, and ran into the forest to seek her lord. And when she was far in the forest she might no farther, for she began to travail fast of her child. And she had many grimly throes; her gentlewoman helped her all that she might, and so by miracle of Our Lady of Heaven she was delivered with great pains. But she had taken such cold for the default of help that deep draughts of death took her, that needs she must die and depart out of this world; there was none other bote.
So when King Meliodas had been with his wife for a while, she became pregnant, and she was a very gentle lady who loved her husband deeply, and he loved her back, so there was great joy between them. However, there was a lady in the land who had long loved King Meliodas, but no matter what, she could never win his affection. So she decided to set a trap one day while King Meliodas was out hunting, as he was a great hunter, and through an enchantment, she made him chase a deer alone until he reached an old castle, where she immediately captured him. When Elizabeth, King Meliodas’ wife, realized her husband was missing, she nearly lost her mind, especially since she was heavily pregnant. She took a maid with her and ran into the forest to search for her husband. As she ventured deep into the forest, she could go no further because she went into labor. She endured many painful contractions; her maid did everything she could to assist her, and by the miracle of Our Lady of Heaven, she gave birth after great suffering. However, she had caught such a chill due to a lack of help that she was soon struck with a deadly illness, and it seemed she would have to die and leave this world; there was no other remedy.
And when this Queen Elizabeth saw that there was none other bote, then she made great dole, and said unto her gentlewoman: When ye see my lord, King Meliodas, recommend me unto him, and tell him what pains I endure here for his love, and how I must die here for his sake for default of good help; and let him wit that I am full sorry to depart out of this world from him, therefore pray him to be friend to my soul. Now let me see my little child, for whom I have had all this sorrow. And when she saw him she said thus: Ah, my little son, thou hast murdered thy mother, and therefore I suppose, thou that art a murderer so young, thou art full likely to be a manly man in thine age. And because I shall die of the birth of thee, I charge thee, gentlewoman, that thou pray my lord, King Meliodas, that when he is christened let call him Tristram, that is as much to say as a sorrowful birth. And therewith this queen gave up the ghost and died. Then the gentlewoman laid her under an umbre of a great tree, and then she lapped the child as well as she might for cold. Right so there came the barons, following after the queen, and when they saw that she was dead, and understood none other but the king was destroyed.
And when Queen Elizabeth saw that there was no other boat, she mourned greatly and said to her lady-in-waiting: When you see my lord, King Meliodas, please pass on my regards to him, and tell him about the suffering I endure here for his love, and how I must die here for lack of proper help; and let him know that I am very sorry to leave this world without him, so ask him to be kind to my soul. Now let me see my little child, for whom I have endured all this sorrow. And when she saw him, she said: Ah, my little son, you have caused your mother’s death, and because of this, I believe that you, being such a young murderer, are likely to grow into a strong man. And since I must die giving birth to you, I charge you, lady, to tell my lord, King Meliodas, that when he is baptized, he should be named Tristram, which means a sorrowful birth. With that, the queen breathed her last and died. Then the lady laid her beneath the shade of a large tree and tried to wrap the child as best as she could to keep him warm. Just then, the barons arrived, following after the queen, and when they saw that she was dead, they assumed that the king was lost as well.
CHAPTER II.
How the stepmother of Sir Tristram
had ordained poison for to have poisoned Sir Tristram.
Then certain of them would have slain the child, because they would have been lords of the country of Liones. But then through the fair speech of the gentlewoman, and by the means that she made, the most part of the barons would not assent thereto. And then they let carry home the dead queen, and much dole was made for her.
Then some of them would have killed the child because they wanted to be the rulers of the land of Liones. But thanks to the kind words of the lady and her efforts, most of the barons refused to agree to that. So, they allowed the dead queen to be taken home, and there was a lot of mourning for her.
Then this meanwhile Merlin delivered King Meliodas out of prison on the morn after his queen was dead. And so when the king was come home the most part of the barons made great joy. But the sorrow that the king made for his queen that might no tongue tell. So then the king let inter her richly, and after he let christen his child as his wife had commanded afore her death. And then he let call him Tristram, the sorrowful born child. Then the King Meliodas endured seven years without a wife, and all this time Tristram was nourished well. Then it befell that King Meliodas wedded King Howell’s daughter of Brittany, and anon she had children of King Meliodas: then was she heavy and wroth that her children should not rejoice the country of Liones, wherefore this queen ordained for to poison young Tristram. So she let poison be put in a piece of silver in the chamber whereas Tristram and her children were together, unto that intent that when Tristram were thirsty he should drink that drink. And so it fell upon a day, the queen’s son, as he was in that chamber, espied the piece with poison, and he weened it had been good drink, and because the child was thirsty he took the piece with poison and drank freely; and therewithal suddenly the child brast and was dead.
Then, in the meantime, Merlin freed King Meliodas from prison the morning after his queen died. When the king returned home, most of the barons were overjoyed. But the grief the king felt for his queen was beyond words. He had her buried in a grand manner, and afterward, he had their child baptized as his wife had requested before her death. He named him Tristram, the sorrowful born child. King Meliodas then lived for seven years without a wife, during which time Tristram was raised well. Eventually, King Meliodas married the daughter of King Howell from Brittany, and soon she had children with him. However, she was unhappy and angry that her children wouldn’t be able to inherit the kingdom of Liones, so she plotted to poison young Tristram. She had poison placed in a cup in the room where Tristram and her children were, intending for Tristram to drink it when he was thirsty. One day, the queen's son, while in that room, saw the poisoned cup and thought it was a pleasant drink. Because he was thirsty, he took the cup and drank heartily. As a result, the child suddenly burst and died.
When the queen of Meliodas wist of the death of her son, wit ye well that she was heavy. But yet the king understood nothing of her treason. Notwithstanding the queen would not leave this, but eft she let ordain more poison, and put it in a piece. And by fortune King Meliodas, her husband, found the piece with wine where was the poison, and he that was much thirsty took the piece for to drink thereout. And as he would have drunken thereof the queen espied him, and then she ran unto him, and pulled the piece from him suddenly. The king marvelled why she did so, and remembered him how her son was suddenly slain with poison. And then he took her by the hand, and said: Thou false traitress, thou shalt tell me what manner of drink this is, or else I shall slay thee. And therewith he pulled out his sword, and sware a great oath that he should slay her but if she told him truth. Ah! mercy, my lord, said she, and I shall tell you all. And then she told him why she would have slain Tristram, because her children should rejoice his land. Well, said King Meliodas, and therefore shall ye have the law. And so she was condemned by the assent of the barons to be burnt; and then was there made a great fire, and right as she was at the fire to take her execution, young Tristram kneeled afore King Meliodas, and besought him to give him a boon. I will well, said the king again. Then said young Tristram, Give me the life of thy queen, my stepmother. That is unrightfully asked, said King Meliodas, for thou ought of right to hate her, for she would have slain thee with that poison an she might have had her will; and for thy sake most is my cause that she should die.
When Queen Meliodas learned of her son's death, she was deeply upset. But the king didn’t realize anything about her betrayal. Still, the queen didn’t stop there; instead, she arranged for more poison and mixed it into a drink. Fortune had it that King Meliodas, her husband, found the poisoned drink in a cup and, feeling very thirsty, decided to drink from it. When he was about to take a sip, the queen saw him and quickly ran over, pulling the cup away from him. The king was puzzled by her actions and remembered how her son had been suddenly killed by poison. He then took her hand and said, "You deceitful traitor, you must tell me what kind of drink this is, or I will kill you." With that, he drew his sword and swore a mighty oath to slay her unless she revealed the truth. "Oh mercy, my lord," she pleaded, "I will tell you everything." She then explained that she wanted to kill Tristram because her children should inherit his land. "Very well," King Meliodas replied, "and for this, you will face the law." So, she was sentenced to be burned at the stake with the agreement of the barons, and they prepared a large fire. Just as she was about to be executed, young Tristram kneeled before King Meliodas and asked for a favor. "I will grant it," the king replied. Then young Tristram said, "Give me the life of your queen, my stepmother." "That’s an unjust request," said King Meliodas, "for you should hate her rightfully since she tried to kill you with that poison if she had her way; and it’s for your sake that I believe she should die."
Sir, said Tristram, as for that, I beseech you of your mercy that you will forgive it her, and as for my part, God forgive it her, and I do; and so much it liked your highness to grant me my boon, for God’s love I require you hold your promise. Sithen it is so, said the king, I will that ye have her life. Then, said the king, I give her to you, and go ye to the fire and take her, and do with her what ye will. So Sir Tristram went to the fire, and by the commandment of the king delivered her from the death. But after that King Meliodas would never have ado with her, as at bed and board. But by the good means of young Tristram he made the king and her accorded. But then the king would not suffer young Tristram to abide no longer in his court.
"Sir," said Tristram, "I ask for your mercy to forgive her. As for me, may God forgive her, and I do as well. Since it pleases your highness to grant me my request, I ask that you keep your promise. Since that is the case," said the king, "I will allow you to spare her life. Then, the king said, "I give her to you. Go to the fire, take her, and do with her what you wish." So Sir Tristram approached the fire, and by the king's command, rescued her from death. However, after that, King Meliodas refused to have anything to do with her, either in bed or at the table. But with the help of young Tristram, he managed to reconcile the king and her. Still, the king would not allow young Tristram to stay any longer in his court.
CHAPTER III.
How Sir Tristram was sent into
France, and had one to govern him named Gouvernail, and how he learned to harp,
hawk, and hunt.
And then he let ordain a gentleman that was well learned and taught, his name was Gouvernail; and then he sent young Tristram with Gouvernail into France to learn the language, and nurture, and deeds of arms. And there was Tristram more than seven years. And then when he well could speak the language, and had learned all that he might learn in that country, then he came home to his father, King Meliodas, again. And so Tristram learned to be an harper passing all other, that there was none such called in no country, and so on harping and on instruments of music he applied him in his youth for to learn.
He then arranged for a well-educated gentleman named Gouvernail to accompany young Tristram to France to learn the language, culture, and skills of combat. Tristram stayed there for more than seven years. Once he could speak the language well and had learned everything he could in that country, he returned home to his father, King Meliodas. During that time, Tristram also became an exceptional harpist, unmatched in any country, and he dedicated his youth to mastering music and various instruments.
And after, as he grew in might and strength, he laboured ever in hunting and in hawking, so that never gentleman more, that ever we heard read of. And as the book saith, he began good measures of blowing of beasts of venery, and beasts of chase, and all manner of vermin, and all these terms we have yet of hawking and hunting. And therefore the book of venery, of hawking, and hunting, is called the book of Sir Tristram. Wherefore, as meseemeth, all gentlemen that bear old arms ought of right to honour Sir Tristram for the goodly terms that gentlemen have and use, and shall to the day of doom, that thereby in a manner all men of worship may dissever a gentleman from a yeoman, and from a yeoman a villain. For he that gentle is will draw him unto gentle tatches, and to follow the customs of noble gentlemen.
And as he grew stronger and more powerful, he dedicated himself to hunting and falconry like no other gentleman we've ever heard of. As the book states, he started mastering the calls for game animals and all kinds of pests, along with all the terms we still use in hawking and hunting today. That's why the book of hunting and falconry is called the book of Sir Tristram. Therefore, it seems to me that all gentlemen who bear traditional arms should honor Sir Tristram for the refined terms that gentlemen use, which will continue until the end of time. This way, in a sense, all respectable men can distinguish a gentleman from a yeoman and a yeoman from a peasant. Because a true gentleman will be drawn to noble pursuits and follow the customs of the gentry.
Thus Sir Tristram endured in Cornwall until he was big and strong, of the age of eighteen years. And then the King Meliodas had great joy of Sir Tristram, and so had the queen, his wife. For ever after in her life, because Sir Tristram saved her from the fire, she did never hate him more after, but loved him ever after, and gave Tristram many great gifts; for every estate loved him, where that he went.
Thus, Sir Tristram stayed in Cornwall until he grew big and strong, reaching the age of eighteen. King Meliodas was very happy about Sir Tristram, and so was his wife, the queen. From that day on, she never hated him again for saving her from the fire; instead, she loved him always and gave Tristram many valuable gifts. Everyone loved him wherever he went.
CHAPTER IV.
How Sir Marhaus came out of Ireland
for to ask truage of Cornwall, or else he would fight therefore.
Then it befell that King Anguish of Ireland sent unto King Mark of Cornwall for his truage, that Cornwall had paid many winters. And all that time King Mark was behind of the truage for seven years. And King Mark and his barons gave unto the messenger of Ireland these words and answer, that they would none pay; and bade the messenger go unto his King Anguish, and tell him we will pay him no truage, but tell your lord, an he will always have truage of us of Cornwall, bid him send a trusty knight of his land, that will fight for his right, and we shall find another for to defend our right. With this answer the messengers departed into Ireland. And when King Anguish understood the answer of the messengers he was wonderly wroth. And then he called unto him Sir Marhaus, the good knight, that was nobly proved, and a Knight of the Table Round. And this Marhaus was brother unto the queen of Ireland. Then the king said thus: Fair brother, Sir Marhaus, I pray you go into Cornwall for my sake, and do battle for our truage that of right we ought to have; and whatsomever ye spend ye shall have sufficiently, more than ye shall need. Sir, said Marhaus, wit ye well that I shall not be loath to do battle in the right of you and your land with the best knight of the Table Round; for I know them, for the most part, what be their deeds; and for to advance my deeds and to increase my worship I will right gladly go unto this journey for our right.
Then it happened that King Anguish of Ireland sent a message to King Mark of Cornwall about the tribute that Cornwall hadn’t paid for many years. King Mark was seven years behind on the tribute. He and his barons responded to the messenger from Ireland, saying they wouldn't pay anything. They told the messenger to return to King Anguish and inform him that if he wanted tribute from Cornwall, he should send a trustworthy knight from his land to fight for his claim, and they would find someone to defend their rights. The messenger took this response back to Ireland. When King Anguish heard their answer, he was extremely angry. He then called upon Sir Marhaus, a noble knight known for his valor and a member of the Round Table. Marhaus was also the brother of the queen of Ireland. The king said: "Dear brother, Sir Marhaus, please go to Cornwall on my behalf and fight for the tribute that we are rightly owed; whatever you spend, I will make sure you have more than enough." Sir Marhaus replied, "You know I won't hesitate to fight for you and your land against the best knight of the Round Table. I know most of them and their deeds, and to enhance my own reputation and prove myself, I will gladly take on this journey for what is right."
So in all haste there was made purveyance for Sir Marhaus, and he had all things that to him needed; and so he departed out of Ireland, and arrived up in Cornwall even fast by the Castle of Tintagil. And when King Mark understood that he was there arrived to fight for Ireland, then made King Mark great sorrow when he understood that the good and noble knight Sir Marhaus was come. For they knew no knight that durst have ado with him. For at that time Sir Marhaus was called one of the famousest and renowned knights of the world. And thus Sir Marhaus abode in the sea, and every day he sent unto King Mark for to pay the truage that was behind of seven year, other else to find a knight to fight with him for the truage. This manner of message Sir Marhaus sent daily unto King Mark.
So in a rush, they prepared for Sir Marhaus, making sure he had everything he needed. He left Ireland and arrived in Cornwall, right next to the Castle of Tintagil. When King Mark found out that he was there to fight for Ireland, he was filled with great sorrow upon learning that the good and noble knight Sir Marhaus had come. They knew of no knight brave enough to face him. At that time, Sir Marhaus was recognized as one of the most famous and renowned knights in the world. So Sir Marhaus stayed at sea, sending a message to King Mark every day demanding payment for the overdue tribute from seven years ago, or asking for a knight to fight him for the tribute. Sir Marhaus sent this type of message daily to King Mark.
Then they of Cornwall let make cries in every place, that what knight would fight for to save the truage of Cornwall, he should be rewarded so that he should fare the better, term of his life. Then some of the barons said to King Mark, and counselled him to send to the court of King Arthur for to seek Sir Launcelot du Lake, that was that time named for the marvelloust knight of all the world. Then there were some other barons that counselled the king not to do so, and said that it was labour in vain, because Sir Marhaus was a knight of the Round Table, therefore any of them will be loath to have ado with other, but if it were any knight at his own request would fight disguised and unknown. So the king and all his barons assented that it was no bote to seek any knight of the Round Table. This mean while came the language and the noise unto King Meliodas, how that Sir Marhaus abode battle fast by Tintagil, and how King Mark could find no manner knight to fight for him. When young Tristram heard of this he was wroth, and sore ashamed that there durst no knight in Cornwall have ado with Sir Marhaus of Ireland.
Then the people of Cornwall made announcements everywhere, saying that any knight willing to fight to protect Cornwall's honor would be rewarded for life. Some of the barons advised King Mark to send word to King Arthur's court to seek out Sir Lancelot du Lake, who was known as the greatest knight in the world at that time. Others of the barons advised against this, saying it would be a waste of effort because Sir Marhaus was a knight of the Round Table, and no one would want to confront him unless they fought in disguise and kept their identity hidden. So, the king and all his barons agreed that it wouldn't do any good to seek a knight from the Round Table. Meanwhile, news reached King Meliodas about Sir Marhaus waiting to battle near Tintagil and how King Mark couldn't find anyone to fight for him. When young Tristram heard this, he was furious and deeply embarrassed that no knight in Cornwall was brave enough to confront Sir Marhaus of Ireland.
CHAPTER V.
How Tristram enterprized the battle to
fight for the truage of Cornwall, and how he was made knight.
Therewithal Tristram went unto his father, King Meliodas, and asked him counsel what was best to do for to recover Cornwall from truage. For, as meseemeth, said Sir Tristram, it were shame that Sir Marhaus, the queen’s brother of Ireland, should go away unless that he were foughten withal. As for that, said King Meliodas, wit you well, son Tristram, that Sir Marhaus is called one of the best knights of the world, and Knight of the Table Round; and therefore I know no knight in this country that is able to match with him. Alas, said Sir Tristram, that I am not made knight; and if Sir Marhaus should thus depart into Ireland, God let me never have worship: an I were made knight I should match him. And sir, said Tristram, I pray you give me leave to ride to King Mark; and, so ye be not displeased, of King Mark will I be made knight. I will well, said King Meliodas, that ye be ruled as your courage will rule you. Then Sir Tristram thanked his father much. And then he made him ready to ride into Cornwall.
Tristram went to his father, King Meliodas, and asked for advice on how to reclaim Cornwall from tribute. “It seems shameful to me,” said Sir Tristram, “that Sir Marhaus, the queen’s brother of Ireland, should leave without a fight.” “To that,” King Meliodas replied, “you should know, son Tristram, that Sir Marhaus is considered one of the best knights in the world and a Knight of the Round Table; I don’t believe there’s any knight in this land who can match him.” “Alas,” Sir Tristram lamented, “if only I were a knight! If Sir Marhaus leaves for Ireland, may I never gain any honor! If I were made a knight, I could challenge him.” “Sir,” Tristram continued, “I ask for your permission to ride to King Mark; if you’re not displeased, I want to be made a knight by him.” “Very well,” said King Meliodas, “I will allow you to follow your courage.” Tristram thanked his father greatly and then prepared to ride to Cornwall.
In the meanwhile there came a messenger with letters of love from King Faramon of France’s daughter unto Sir Tristram, that were full piteous letters, and in them were written many complaints of love; but Sir Tristram had no joy of her letters nor regard unto her. Also she sent him a little brachet that was passing fair. But when the king’s daughter understood that Sir Tristram would not love her, as the book saith, she died for sorrow. And then the same squire that brought the letter and the brachet came again unto Sir Tristram, as after ye shall hear in the tale.
In the meantime, a messenger arrived with heartfelt letters from King Faramon's daughter of France to Sir Tristram. The letters were very sad and full of complaints about love; however, Sir Tristram didn’t take any joy from her letters or pay her any attention. She also sent him a beautiful little dog. But when the king’s daughter realized that Sir Tristram wouldn’t love her, as the story goes, she died from heartbreak. Then the same squire who delivered the letter and the dog came back to Sir Tristram, as you will hear later in the tale.
So this young Sir Tristram rode unto his eme, King Mark of Cornwall. And when he came there he heard say that there would no knight fight with Sir Marhaus. Then yede Sir Tristram unto his eme and said: Sir, if ye will give me the order of knighthood, I will do battle with Sir Marhaus. What are ye, said the king, and from whence be ye come? Sir, said Tristram, I come from King Meliodas that wedded your sister, and a gentleman wit ye well I am. King Mark beheld Sir Tristram and saw that he was but a young man of age, but he was passingly well made and big. Fair sir, said the king, what is your name, and where were ye born? Sir, said he again, my name is Tristram, and in the country of Liones was I born. Ye say well, said the king; and if ye will do this battle I shall make you knight. Therefore I come to you, said Sir Tristram, and for none other cause. But then King Mark made him knight. And therewithal, anon as he had made him knight, he sent a messenger unto Sir Marhaus with letters that said that he had found a young knight ready for to take the battle to the uttermost. It may well be, said Sir Marhaus; but tell King Mark I will not fight with no knight but he be of blood royal, that is to say, other king’s son, other queen’s son, born of a prince or princess.
So this young Sir Tristram rode to his uncle, King Mark of Cornwall. When he arrived, he heard that no knight would fight Sir Marhaus. Then Sir Tristram went to his uncle and said, "Sir, if you will give me the title of knight, I will fight Sir Marhaus." The king asked, "Who are you, and where do you come from?" Sir Tristram replied, "I come from King Meliodas, who married your sister, and I assure you, I am a gentleman." King Mark looked at Sir Tristram and saw that he was just a young man, but he was quite well-built and tall. "Good sir," said the king, "what is your name, and where were you born?" "Sir," he answered again, "my name is Tristram, and I was born in the land of Liones." "You speak well," said the king; "and if you will take on this battle, I will make you a knight." "That is why I have come to you," said Sir Tristram, "and for no other reason." So King Mark made him a knight. As soon as he had done so, he sent a messenger to Sir Marhaus with a letter stating that he had found a young knight ready to take on the challenge. "That may be," said Sir Marhaus, "but tell King Mark I will not fight any knight unless he is of royal blood, meaning either a king’s son or a queen’s son, born of a prince or princess."
When King Mark understood that, he sent for Sir Tristram de Liones and told him what was the answer of Sir Marhaus. Then said Sir Tristram: Sithen that he saith so, let him wit that I am come of father side and mother side of as noble blood as he is: for, sir, now shall ye know that I am King Meliodas’ son, born of your own sister, Dame Elizabeth, that died in the forest in the birth of me. O Jesu, said King Mark, ye are welcome fair nephew to me. Then in all the haste the king let horse Sir Tristram, and armed him in the best manner that might be had or gotten for gold or silver. And then King Mark sent unto Sir Marhaus, and did him to wit that a better born man than he was himself should fight with him, and his name is Sir Tristram de Liones, gotten of King Meliodas, and born of King Mark’s sister. Then was Sir Marhaus glad and blithe that he should fight with such a gentleman. And so by the assent of King Mark and of Sir Marhaus they let ordain that they should fight within an island nigh Sir Marhaus’ ships; and so was Sir Tristram put into a vessel both his horse and he, and all that to him longed both for his body and for his horse. Sir Tristram lacked nothing. And when King Mark and his barons of Cornwall beheld how young Sir Tristram departed with such a carriage to fight for the right of Cornwall, there was neither man nor woman of worship but they wept to see and understand so young a knight to jeopardy himself for their right.
When King Mark realized this, he called for Sir Tristram de Liones and told him what Sir Marhaus had said. Sir Tristram replied, “Since he claims that, let him know that I come from as noble blood as he does, on both my father’s and mother’s side. Sir, you should know that I am King Meliodas’ son, born of your own sister, Dame Elizabeth, who died in the forest giving birth to me.” “Oh Jesus,” said King Mark, “you are welcome, fair nephew!” Then, in a hurry, the king had Sir Tristram mounted and equipped him with the best armor available, for whatever gold or silver could buy. King Mark then sent word to Sir Marhaus, informing him that a better-born man than himself would fight him, named Sir Tristram de Liones, the son of King Meliodas and King Mark’s sister. Sir Marhaus was delighted and eager to fight such a gentleman. With the agreement of King Mark and Sir Marhaus, they arranged for the duel to take place on an island near Sir Marhaus’ ships. Sir Tristram was put in a vessel along with his horse and everything he needed for himself and his horse. Sir Tristram lacked nothing. When King Mark and his Cornish barons saw how young Sir Tristram left with such a display to fight for Cornwall's honor, there was not a man or woman of status who didn’t weep at the sight of such a young knight risking himself for their rights.
CHAPTER VI.
How Sir Tristram arrived into the
Island for to furnish the battle with Sir Marhaus.
So to shorten this tale, when Sir Tristram was arrived within the island he looked to the farther side, and there he saw at an anchor six ships nigh to the land; and under the shadow of the ships upon the land, there hoved the noble knight, Sir Marhaus of Ireland. Then Sir Tristram commanded his servant Gouvernail to bring his horse to the land, and dress his harness at all manner of rights. And then when he had so done he mounted upon his horse; and when he was in his saddle well apparelled, and his shield dressed upon his shoulder, Tristram asked Gouvernail, Where is this knight that I shall have ado withal? Sir, said Gouvernail, see ye him not? I weened ye had seen him; yonder he hoveth under the umbre of his ships on horseback, with his spear in his hand and his shield upon his shoulder. That is truth, said the noble knight, Sir Tristram, now I see him well enough.
So to make this story shorter, when Sir Tristram arrived on the island, he looked to the other side and saw six ships anchored near the shore. Under the shade of the ships on land stood the noble knight, Sir Marhaus of Ireland. Then Sir Tristram instructed his servant Gouvernail to bring his horse to the shore and get his armor ready in every way possible. Once that was done, he mounted his horse; and when he was properly dressed in his saddle, with his shield on his shoulder, Tristram asked Gouvernail, "Where is this knight I’m supposed to fight?" Gouvernail replied, "Sir, don't you see him? I thought you had spotted him; over there, he’s waiting under the shade of his ships on horseback, with his spear in hand and his shield on his shoulder." "That’s true," said the noble knight, Sir Tristram, "now I see him clearly."
Then he commanded his servant Gouvernail to go to his vessel again: And commend me unto mine eme King Mark, and pray him, if that I be slain in this battle, for to inter my body as him seemed best; and as for me, let him wit that I will never yield me for cowardice; and if I be slain and flee not, then they have lost no truage for me; and if so be that I flee or yield me as recreant, bid mine eme never bury me in Christian burials. And upon thy life, said Sir Tristram to Gouvernail, come thou not nigh this island till that thou see me overcome or slain, or else that I win yonder knight. So either departed from other sore weeping.
Then he commanded his servant Gouvernail to go back to his ship. Tell my uncle King Mark to please bury me however he thinks best if I'm killed in this battle. And let him know I will never surrender out of cowardice; if I die without fleeing, then he hasn’t lost anything for me. But if I run away or give up like a coward, tell my uncle never to bury me with a Christian burial. And for your own safety, Sir Tristram said to Gouvernail, don’t come near this island until you see me either defeated or dead, or until I beat that knight. So they both parted, crying hard.
CHAPTER VII.
How Sir Tristram fought against Sir
Marhaus and achieved his battle, and how Sir Marhaus fled to his ship.
And then Sir Marhaus avised Sir Tristram, and said thus: Young knight, Sir Tristram, what dost thou here? me sore repenteth of thy courage, for wit thou well I have been assayed, and the best knights of this land have been assayed of my hand; and also I have matched with the best knights of the world, and therefore by my counsel return again unto thy vessel. And fair knight, and well-proved knight, said Sir Tristram, thou shalt well wit I may not forsake thee in this quarrel, for I am for thy sake made knight. And thou shalt well wit that I am a king’s son born, and gotten upon a queen; and such promise I have made at my uncle’s request and mine own seeking, that I shall fight with thee unto the uttermost, and deliver Cornwall from the old truage. And also wit thou well, Sir Marhaus, that this is the greatest cause that thou couragest me to have ado with thee, for thou art called one of the most renowned knights of the world, and because of that noise and fame that thou hast thou givest me courage to have ado with thee, for never yet was I proved with good knight; and sithen I took the order of knighthood this day, I am well pleased that I may have ado with so good a knight as thou art. And now wit thou well, Sir Marhaus, that I cast me to get worship on thy body; and if that I be not proved, I trust to God that I shall be worshipfully proved upon thy body, and to deliver the country of Cornwall for ever from all manner of truage from Ireland for ever.
And then Sir Marhaus advised Sir Tristram, saying: Young knight, Sir Tristram, what are you doing here? I regret your bravery, because you should know I have been tested, and the best knights in this land have faced me; I have also fought against the top knights in the world. So I advise you to return to your ship. But Sir Tristram replied, noble and experienced knight, you should know I cannot abandon you in this conflict, for it is for your sake that I became a knight. And you should know that I am a king’s son, born of a queen; I’ve made a promise at my uncle’s request and my own desire to fight with you to the end and free Cornwall from the old tribute. Also understand, Sir Marhaus, that this is the greatest motivation you have given me to face you. You are considered one of the most renowned knights in the world, and because of your fame, I am encouraged to challenge you, for I have never yet faced a good knight; since I took the oath of knighthood today, I am delighted to have the chance to battle such a worthy knight as you. And now know this, Sir Marhaus, I intend to earn glory through our fight; and if I am not tested, I trust that I will be honorably proven against you and free the land of Cornwall forever from all tribute to Ireland.
When Sir Marhaus had heard him say what he would, he said then thus again: Fair knight, sithen it is so that thou castest to win worship of me, I let thee wit worship may thou none lose by me if thou mayest stand me three strokes; for I let thee wit for my noble deeds, proved and seen, King Arthur made me Knight of the Table Round.
When Sir Marhaus heard him speak, he replied: "Fair knight, since you’re trying to earn my respect, let me tell you that you won’t lose anything from me if you can withstand three blows; I want you to know that because of my noble deeds, King Arthur made me a Knight of the Round Table."
Then they began to feutre their spears, and they met so fiercely together that they smote either other down, both horse and all. But Sir Marhaus smote Sir Tristram a great wound in the side with his spear, and then they avoided their horses, and pulled out their swords, and threw their shields afore them. And then they lashed together as men that were wild and courageous. And when they had stricken so together long, then they left their strokes, and foined at their breaths and visors; and when they saw that that might not prevail them, then they hurtled together like rams to bear either other down. Thus they fought still more than half a day, and either were wounded passing sore, that the blood ran down freshly from them upon the ground. By then Sir Tristram waxed more fresher than Sir Marhaus, and better winded and bigger; and with a mighty stroke he smote Sir Marhaus upon the helm such a buffet that it went through his helm, and through the coif of steel, and through the brain-pan, and the sword stuck so fast in the helm and in his brain-pan that Sir Tristram pulled thrice at his sword or ever he might pull it out from his head; and there Marhaus fell down on his knees, the edge of Tristram’s sword left in his brain-pan. And suddenly Sir Marhaus rose grovelling, and threw his sword and his shield from him, and so ran to his ships and fled his way, and Sir Tristram had ever his shield and his sword.
Then they started to charge with their spears, clashing so violently that they both knocked each other down, horses and all. But Sir Marhaus dealt a heavy blow to Sir Tristram in the side with his spear, and afterward, they dismounted, drew their swords, and positioned their shields in front of them. Then they attacked each other like wild and brave fighters. After they had exchanged blows for a long time, they paused to catch their breath and adjust their gear; when they realized that wasn't enough to gain an advantage, they charged at each other like rams trying to overpower one another. They continued to fight for more than half a day, both suffering serious wounds, with blood freely flowing from them onto the ground. Eventually, Sir Tristram began to feel stronger than Sir Marhaus, better rested and larger; with a powerful strike, he hit Sir Marhaus on the helmet so hard that it broke through the helm, the steel coif, and into his skull, with the sword getting stuck so deep in his helmet and brain that Sir Tristram had to yank it out three times before he could free it. At that moment, Marhaus fell to his knees, the edge of Tristram's sword remaining lodged in his skull. Suddenly, Sir Marhaus got back up, crawling, threw away his sword and shield, and ran to his ships to escape, while Sir Tristram kept his shield and sword.
And when Sir Tristram saw Sir Marhaus withdraw him, he said: Ah! Sir Knight of the Round Table, why withdrawest thou thee? thou dost thyself and thy kin great shame, for I am but a young knight, or now I was never proved, and rather than I should withdraw me from thee, I had rather be hewn in an hundred pieces. Sir Marhaus answered no word but yede his way sore groaning. Well, Sir Knight, said Sir Tristram, I promise thee thy sword and thy shield shall be mine; and thy shield shall I wear in all places where I ride on mine adventures, and in the sight of King Arthur and all the Round Table.
And when Sir Tristram saw Sir Marhaus backing off, he said: Ah! Sir Knight of the Round Table, why are you retreating? You're bringing great shame upon yourself and your family, because I'm just a young knight, untested. I would rather be cut into a hundred pieces than back down from you. Sir Marhaus didn’t reply but went away groaning. Well, Sir Knight, said Sir Tristram, I promise you that your sword and shield will be mine; I will carry your shield wherever I go on my adventures, in front of King Arthur and all the Round Table.
CHAPTER VIII.
How Sir Marhaus after that he was
arrived in Ireland died of the stroke that Sir Tristram had given him, and how
Tristram was hurt.
Anon Sir Marhaus and his fellowship departed into Ireland. And as soon as he came to the king, his brother, he let search his wounds. And when his head was searched a piece of Sir Tristram’s sword was found therein, and might never be had out of his head for no surgeons, and so he died of Sir Tristram’s sword; and that piece of the sword the queen, his sister, kept it for ever with her, for she thought to be revenged an she might.
Soon, Sir Marhaus and his companions set off for Ireland. Once he arrived at the king, his brother, they examined his wounds. When they looked at his head, they found a piece of Sir Tristram’s sword embedded in it, and no surgeon could remove it. As a result, he died from Sir Tristram’s sword. The queen, his sister, kept that piece of the sword forever because she wanted to get revenge if she could.
Now turn we again unto Sir Tristram, that was sore wounded, and full sore bled that he might not within a little while, when he had taken cold, unnethe stir him of his limbs. And then he set him down softly upon a little hill, and bled fast. Then anon came Gouvernail, his man, with his vessel; and the king and his barons came with procession against him. And when he was come unto the land, King Mark took him in his arms, and the king and Sir Dinas, the seneschal, led Sir Tristram into the castle of Tintagil. And then was he searched in the best manner, and laid in his bed. And when King Mark saw his wounds he wept heartily, and so did all his lords. So God me help, said King Mark, I would not for all my lands that my nephew died. So Sir Tristram lay there a month and more, and ever he was like to die of that stroke that Sir Marhaus smote him first with the spear. For, as the French book saith, the spear’s head was envenomed, that Sir Tristram might not be whole. Then was King Mark and all his barons passing heavy, for they deemed none other but that Sir Tristram should not recover. Then the king let send after all manner of leeches and surgeons, both unto men and women, and there was none that would behote him the life. Then came there a lady that was a right wise lady, and she said plainly unto King Mark, and to Sir Tristram, and to all his barons, that he should never be whole but if Sir Tristram went in the same country that the venom came from, and in that country should he be holpen or else never. Thus said the lady unto the king.
Now let's go back to Sir Tristram, who was badly wounded and bleeding so much that after a little while, when he got cold, he could hardly move his limbs. He carefully sat down on a small hill and bled heavily. Soon after, his servant Gouvernail arrived with his vessel; and the king and his barons came towards him in procession. When he reached the shore, King Mark lifted him in his arms, and together with Sir Dinas, the steward, they took Sir Tristram into Tintagil Castle. He was then examined as best as possible and laid in bed. When King Mark saw his wounds, he wept deeply, as did all his lords. "God help me," said King Mark, "I would not trade all my lands for my nephew's life." Sir Tristram lay there for over a month, always at the brink of death from the blow that Sir Marhaus had struck him first with the spear. As the French book states, the spear's head was poisoned, which meant Sir Tristram couldn't recover. King Mark and all his barons were very distressed, believing that Sir Tristram would not survive. The king sent for all kinds of healers and surgeons, both men and women, but none would promise him life. Then a wise lady came forward and plainly told King Mark, Sir Tristram, and all his barons that he would never heal unless Sir Tristram went to the same land where the poison originated, and only there would he be helped, or he would never recover. This is what the lady told the king.
When King Mark understood that, he let purvey for Sir Tristram a fair vessel, well victualled, and therein was put Sir Tristram, and Gouvernail with him, and Sir Tristram took his harp with him, and so he was put into the sea to sail into Ireland; and so by good fortune he arrived up in Ireland, even fast by a castle where the king and the queen was; and at his arrival he sat and harped in his bed a merry lay, such one heard they never none in Ireland before that time.
When King Mark realized this, he arranged for Sir Tristram to have a fine ship, fully stocked with supplies. Sir Tristram boarded the ship with Gouvernail, bringing his harp along with him. They set sail for Ireland, and fortunately, they reached the shores of Ireland near a castle where the king and queen were. Upon his arrival, he sat in his cabin and played a cheerful tune on his harp, one that no one in Ireland had ever heard before.
And when it was told the king and the queen of such a knight that was such an harper, anon the king sent for him, and let search his wounds, and then asked him his name. Then he answered, I am of the country of Liones, and my name is Tramtrist, that thus was wounded in a battle as I fought for a lady’s right. So God me help, said King Anguish, ye shall have all the help in this land that ye may have here; but I let you wit, in Cornwall I had a great loss as ever had king, for there I lost the best knight of the world; his name was Marhaus, a full noble knight, and Knight of the Table Round; and there he told Sir Tristram wherefore Sir Marhaus was slain. Sir Tristram made semblant as he had been sorry, and better knew he how it was than the king.
When the king and queen heard about the knight who was such a great harpist, the king immediately called for him, had his wounds examined, and then asked for his name. He replied, "I'm from the land of Liones, and my name is Tramtrist. I was wounded in battle while fighting for a lady’s honor." "God help me," said King Anguish, "you will receive all the help available in this land. But I must let you know that in Cornwall, I experienced a great loss unlike any other king; I lost the best knight in the world—his name was Marhaus, a truly noble knight and a Knight of the Round Table." He then explained to Sir Tristram how Sir Marhaus had been killed. Sir Tristram acted as if he was upset, but he actually knew more about it than the king did.
CHAPTER IX.
How Sir Tristram was put to the
keeping of La Beale Isoud first for to be healed of his wound.
Then the king for great favour made Tramtrist to be put in his daughter’s ward and keeping, because she was a noble surgeon. And when she had searched him she found in the bottom of his wound that therein was poison, and so she healed him within a while; and therefore Tramtrist cast great love to La Beale Isoud, for she was at that time the fairest maid and lady of the world. And there Tramtrist learned her to harp, and she began to have a great fantasy unto him. And at that time Sir Palamides, the Saracen, was in that country, and well cherished with the king and the queen. And every day Sir Palamides drew unto La Beale Isoud and proffered her many gifts, for he loved her passingly well. All that espied Tramtrist, and full well knew he Sir Palamides for a noble knight and a mighty man. And wit you well Sir Tramtrist had great despite at Sir Palamides, for La Beale Isoud told Tramtrist that Palamides was in will to be christened for her sake. Thus was there great envy betwixt Tramtrist and Sir Palamides.
Then the king, out of great favor, decided to place Tramtrist in the care of his daughter because she was a skilled healer. After examining him, she discovered that poison was lodged deep in his wound, and she managed to heal him in no time. This made Tramtrist fall deeply in love with La Beale Isoud, as she was the most beautiful lady in the world at that moment. There, Tramtrist taught her how to play the harp, and she began to develop strong feelings for him. At that time, Sir Palamides, the Saracen, was in the area and was well-liked by both the king and queen. Every day, Sir Palamides would approach La Beale Isoud and offer her many gifts, as he was quite fond of her. Tramtrist noticed all of this and knew Sir Palamides was a noble and powerful knight. You should know that Sir Tramtrist felt great resentment towards Sir Palamides because La Beale Isoud told Tramtrist that Palamides wanted to be baptized for her sake. This created significant rivalry between Tramtrist and Sir Palamides.
Then it befell that King Anguish let cry a great jousts and a great tournament for a lady that was called the Lady of the Launds, and she was nigh cousin unto the king. And what man won her, three days after he should wed her and have all her lands. This cry was made in England, Wales, Scotland, and also in France and in Brittany. It befell upon a day La Beale Isoud came unto Sir Tramtrist, and told him of this tournament. He answered and said: Fair lady, I am but a feeble knight, and but late I had been dead had not your good ladyship been. Now, fair lady, what would ye I should do in this matter? well ye wot, my lady, that I may not joust. Ah, Tramtrist, said La Beale Isoud, why will ye not have ado at that tournament? well I wot Sir Palamides shall be there, and to do what he may; and therefore Tramtrist, I pray you for to be there, for else Sir Palamides is like to win the degree. Madam, said Tramtrist, as for that, it may be so, for he is a proved knight, and I am but a young knight and late made; and the first battle that I did it mishapped me to be sore wounded as ye see. But an I wist ye would be my better lady, at that tournament I will be, so that ye will keep my counsel and let no creature have knowledge that I shall joust but yourself, and such as ye will to keep your counsel, my poor person shall I jeopard there for your sake, that, peradventure, Sir Palamides shall know when that I come. Thereto, said La Beale Isoud, do your best, and as I can, said La Beale Isoud, I shall purvey horse and armour for you at my device. As ye will so be it, said Sir Tramtrist, I will be at your commandment.
Then it happened that King Anguish announced a grand joust and tournament for a lady known as the Lady of the Launds, who was a close relative of the king. The man who won her would marry her three days later and inherit all her lands. This announcement went out across England, Wales, Scotland, as well as France and Brittany. One day, La Beale Isoud came to Sir Tramtrist and told him about the tournament. He replied, "Fair lady, I am just a weak knight, and I would have been dead by now if it weren't for your kindness. Now, fair lady, what do you want me to do about this? You know I can’t joust." "Oh, Tramtrist," said La Beale Isoud, "why won’t you participate in that tournament? I know Sir Palamides will be there and will do his best; therefore, Tramtrist, I ask you to take part, or else Sir Palamides is likely to win." "Madam," said Tramtrist, "that may be true, for he is an experienced knight, and I am just a young knight who has recently become one. The first battle I fought, I ended up getting seriously wounded, as you can see." "But if I knew you would be my better knight, I would participate in that tournament, provided you keep my plans secret and don’t tell anyone that I will joust except for you and those you trust to keep the secret. I’ll risk myself for your sake, so perhaps Sir Palamides won’t notice me when I arrive." "Then do your best," said La Beale Isoud. "And as much as I can, I will arrange for a horse and armor for you." "Whatever you wish is fine with me," said Sir Tramtrist. "I will follow your command."
So at the day of jousts there came Sir Palamides with a black shield, and he overthrew many knights, that all the people had marvel of him. For he put to the worse Sir Gawaine, Gaheris, Agravaine, Bagdemagus, Kay, Dodinas le Savage, Sagramore le Desirous, Gumret le Petit, and Griflet le Fise de Dieu. All these the first day Sir Palamides struck down to the earth. And then all manner of knights were adread of Sir Palamides, and many called him the Knight with the Black Shield. So that day Sir Palamides had great worship.
On the day of the jousts, Sir Palamides arrived with a black shield and defeated many knights, astonishing everyone present. He bested Sir Gawaine, Gaheris, Agravaine, Bagdemagus, Kay, Dodinas le Savage, Sagramore le Desirous, Gumret le Petit, and Griflet le Fise de Dieu. On the first day, Sir Palamides knocked them all to the ground. After that, all the knights feared Sir Palamides, and many referred to him as the Knight with the Black Shield. That day, Sir Palamides achieved great honor.
Then came King Anguish unto Tramtrist, and asked him why he would not joust. Sir, he said, I was but late hurt, and as yet I dare not adventure me. Then came there the same squire that was sent from the king’s daughter of France unto Sir Tristram. And when he had espied Sir Tristram he fell flat to his feet. All that espied La Beale Isoud, what courtesy the squire made unto Sir Tristram. And therewithal suddenly Sir Tristram ran unto his squire, whose name was Hebes le Renoumes, and prayed him heartily in no wise to tell his name. Sir, said Hebes, I will not discover your name but if ye command me.
Then King Anguish approached Tramtrist and asked him why he wasn't going to joust. "Sir," he replied, "I was recently injured, and I don’t feel ready to take that risk yet." At that moment, the same squire who had been sent by the king's daughter of France to Sir Tristram appeared. When he saw Sir Tristram, he dropped to his knees. La Beale Isoud noticed what courtesy the squire showed to Sir Tristram. Suddenly, Sir Tristram ran over to his squire, whose name was Hebes le Renoumes, and earnestly asked him not to reveal his name. "Sir," said Hebes, "I won't disclose your name unless you order me to."
CHAPTER X.
How Sir Tristram won the degree at a
tournament in Ireland, and there made Palamides to bear no more harness in a
year.
Then Sir Tristram asked him what he did in those countries. Sir, he said, I came hither with Sir Gawaine for to be made knight, and if it please you, of your hands that I may be made knight. Await upon me as to-morn secretly, and in the field I shall make you a knight.
Then Sir Tristram asked him what he was doing in those lands. “Sir,” he said, “I came here with Sir Gawaine to be made a knight, and if it pleases you, I would like to be knighted by your hands. Wait for me tomorrow in secret, and in the field, I will make you a knight.”
Then had La Beale Isoud great suspicion unto Tramtrist, that he was some man of worship proved, and therewith she comforted herself, and cast more love unto him than she had done to-fore. And so on the morn Sir Palamides made him ready to come into the field as he did the first day. And there he smote down the King with the Hundred Knights, and the King of Scots. Then had La Beale Isoud ordained and well arrayed Sir Tristram in white horse and harness. And right so she let put him out at a privy postern, and so he came into the field as it had been a bright angel. And anon Sir Palamides espied him, and therewith he feutred a spear unto Sir Tramtrist, and he again unto him. And there Sir Tristram smote down Sir Palamides unto the earth. And then there was a great noise of people: some said Sir Palamides had a fall, some said the Knight with the Black Shield had a fall. And wit you well La Beale Isoud was passing glad. And then Sir Gawaine and his fellows nine had marvel what knight it might be that had smitten down Sir Palamides. Then would there none joust with Tramtrist, but all that there were forsook him, most and least. Then Sir Tristram made Hebes a knight, and caused him to put himself forth, and did right well that day. So after Sir Hebes held him with Sir Tristram.
Then La Beale Isoud became very suspicious of Tramtrist, thinking he was a man of high status, and with that, she comforted herself and grew fonder of him than before. The next morning, Sir Palamides got ready to enter the field just like he had on the first day. There, he knocked down the King with a Hundred Knights and the King of Scots. La Beale Isoud had prepared and suited up Sir Tristram on a white horse with armor. She then had him secretly let out through a back gate, and he entered the field like a shining angel. Immediately, Sir Palamides spotted him, and they both readied their lances. Sir Tristram then knocked Sir Palamides to the ground. A great uproar erupted among the crowd: some said Sir Palamides fell, while others claimed the Knight with the Black Shield fell. La Beale Isoud was very happy about this. Sir Gawaine and his nine companions were amazed at which knight had taken down Sir Palamides. No one wanted to joust with Tramtrist, and everyone present, both high and low, avoided him. Then Sir Tristram knighted Hebes, encouraging him to enter the contest, and he performed quite well that day. After that, Sir Hebes joined Sir Tristram.
And when Sir Palamides had received this fall, wit ye well that he was sore ashamed, and as privily as he might he withdrew him out of the field. All that espied Sir Tristram, and lightly he rode after Sir Palamides and overtook him, and bade him turn, for better he would assay him or ever he departed. Then Sir Palamides turned him, and either lashed at other with their swords. But at the first stroke Sir Tristram smote down Palamides, and gave him such a stroke upon the head that he fell to the earth. So then Tristram bade yield him, and do his commandment, or else he would slay him. When Sir Palamides beheld his countenance, he dread his buffets so, that he granted all his askings. Well said, said Sir Tristram, this shall be your charge. First, upon pain of your life that ye forsake my lady La Beale Isoud, and in no manner wise that ye draw not to her. Also this twelvemonth and a day that ye bear none armour nor none harness of war. Now promise me this, or here shalt thou die. Alas, said Palamides, for ever am I ashamed. Then he sware as Sir Tristram had commanded him. Then for despite and anger Sir Palamides cut off his harness, and threw them away.
And
And so Sir Tristram turned again to the castle where was La Beale Isoud; and by the way he met with a damosel that asked after Sir Launcelot, that won the Dolorous Guard worshipfully; and this damosel asked Sir Tristram what he was. For it was told her that it was he that smote down Sir Palamides, by whom the ten knights of King Arthur’s were smitten down. Then the damosel prayed Sir Tristram to tell her what he was, and whether that he were Sir Launcelot du Lake, for she deemed that there was no knight in the world might do such deeds of arms but if it were Launcelot. Fair damosel, said Sir Tristram, wit ye well that I am not Sir Launcelot, for I was never of such prowess, but in God is all that he may make me as good a knight as the good knight Sir Launcelot. Now, gentle knight, said she, put up thy visor; and when she beheld his visage she thought she saw never a better man’s visage, nor a better faring knight. And then when the damosel knew certainly that he was not Sir Launcelot, then she took her leave, and departed from him. And then Sir Tristram rode privily unto the postern, where kept him La Beale Isoud, and there she made him good cheer, and thanked God of his good speed. So anon, within a while the king and the queen understood that it was Tramtrist that smote down Sir Palamides; then was he much made of, more than he was before.
And so Sir Tristram headed back to the castle where La Beale Isoud was. On his way, he encountered a lady who asked about Sir Launcelot, the one who valiantly defeated the Dolorous Guard. This lady asked Sir Tristram who he was because she had heard that he was the one who defeated Sir Palamides, who had taken down ten of King Arthur’s knights. The lady then requested Sir Tristram to tell her his identity and whether he was Sir Launcelot du Lake, as she believed that no other knight in the world could perform such feats of bravery except Launcelot. "Fair lady," Sir Tristram replied, "you should know that I am not Sir Launcelot, for I have never had such skill. But with God's help, I hope to be as good a knight as the noble Sir Launcelot." The lady then said, "Gentle knight, lift your visor." When she saw his face, she thought he was the most handsome man she had ever seen, and a better knight as well. Once she realized for sure that he was not Sir Launcelot, she took her leave and departed from him. Sir Tristram then quietly rode to the back gate where La Beale Isoud was waiting, and she welcomed him warmly, thanking God for his success. Soon after, the king and queen learned that it was Tramtrist who had defeated Sir Palamides, and he was held in even greater esteem than before.
CHAPTER XI.
How the queen espied that Sir
Tristram had slain her brother Sir Marhaus by his sword, and in what jeopardy
he was.
Thus was Sir Tramtrist long there well cherished with the king and the queen, and namely with La Beale Isoud. So upon a day the queen and La Beale Isoud made a bain for Sir Tramtrist. And when he was in his bain the queen and Isoud, her daughter, roamed up and down in the chamber; and therewhiles Gouvernail and Hebes attended upon Tramtrist, and the queen beheld his sword thereas it lay upon his bed. And then by unhap the queen drew out his sword and beheld it a long while, and both they thought it a passing fair sword; but within a foot and an half of the point there was a great piece thereof out-broken of the edge. And when the queen espied that gap in the sword, she remembered her of a piece of a sword that was found in the brain-pan of Sir Marhaus, the good knight that was her brother. Alas then, said she unto her daughter, La Beale Isoud, this is the same traitor knight that slew my brother, thine eme. When Isoud heard her say so she was passing sore abashed, for passing well she loved Tramtrist, and full well she knew the cruelness of her mother the queen.
Sir Tramtrist was well-loved by the king and queen, especially by La Beale Isoud. One day, the queen and La Beale Isoud prepared a bath for Sir Tramtrist. While he was in the bath, the queen and Isoud, her daughter, wandered around the chamber. Meanwhile, Gouvernail and Hebes attended to Tramtrist, and the queen noticed his sword lying on the bed. By chance, the queen pulled out his sword and examined it for a long time, both of them thinking it was a very beautiful sword. However, there was a large piece missing from the edge about a foot and a half from the tip. When the queen saw that gap in the sword, it reminded her of a piece of a sword found in the skull of Sir Marhaus, the noble knight who was her brother. "Alas," she said to her daughter, La Beale Isoud, "this is the same treacherous knight who killed my brother, your uncle." When Isoud heard this, she was deeply embarrassed because she loved Tramtrist very much and was fully aware of her mother’s cruelty.
Anon therewithal the queen went unto her own chamber, and sought her coffer, and there she took out the piece or the sword that was pulled out of Sir Marhaus’ head after that he was dead. And then she ran with that piece of iron to the sword that lay upon the bed. And when she put that piece of steel and iron unto the sword, it was as meet as it might be when it was new broken. And then the queen gripped that sword in her hand fiercely, and with all her might she ran straight upon Tramtrist where he sat in his bain, and there she had rived him through had not Sir Hebes gotten her in his arms, and pulled the sword from her, and else she had thrust him through.
Soon after, the queen went to her chamber and opened her chest, where she took out the piece of the sword that had been pulled from Sir Marhaus’ head after he died. Then she raced to the sword lying on the bed. When she fitted that piece of metal onto the sword, it matched perfectly as if it had just been broken. The queen seized the sword in her hand with fierce determination, and with all her strength, she charged straight at Tramtrist while he sat in his bath. She would have struck him down if Sir Hebes hadn’t quickly caught her in his arms and pulled the sword from her. Otherwise, she would have stabbed him.
Then when she was let of her evil will she ran to the King Anguish, her husband, and said on her knees: O my lord, here have ye in your house that traitor knight that slew my brother and your servant, that noble knight, Sir Marhaus. Who is that, said King Anguish, and where is he? Sir, she said, it is Sir Tramtrist, the same knight that my daughter healed. Alas, said the king, therefore am I right heavy, for he is a full noble knight as ever I saw in field. But I charge you, said the king to the queen, that ye have not ado with that knight, but let me deal with him.
Then, when she was freed from her anger, she ran to King Anguish, her husband, and said on her knees: "Oh my lord, here in your house is that traitor knight who killed my brother and your servant, the noble knight, Sir Marhaus." "Who is that?" asked King Anguish. "And where is he?" "Sir," she said, "it’s Sir Tramtrist, the same knight that my daughter healed." "Alas," said the king, "I am truly troubled, for he is the noblest knight I’ve ever seen on the battlefield. But I command you," the king said to the queen, "not to have any dealings with that knight, but let me handle him."
Then the king went into the chamber unto Sir Tramtrist, and then was he gone unto his chamber, and the king found him all ready armed to mount upon his horse. When the king saw him all ready armed to go unto horseback, the king said: Nay, Tramtrist, it will not avail to compare thee against me; but thus much I shall do for my worship and for thy love; in so much as thou art within my court it were no worship for me to slay thee: therefore upon this condition I will give thee leave for to depart from this court in safety, so thou wilt tell me who was thy father, and what is thy name, and if thou slew Sir Marhaus, my brother.
Then the king went into the room where Sir Tramtrist was and found him ready to mount his horse, fully armed. When the king saw him all set to ride out, he said, "No, Tramtrist, it wouldn’t be fair to pit you against me. But this much I'll do for my honor and for your sake: since you are in my court, it wouldn't be honorable for me to kill you. So, on this condition, I'll let you leave my court safely, but you have to tell me who your father is, what your name is, and if you killed Sir Marhaus, my brother."
CHAPTER XII.
How Sir Tristram departed from the
king and La Beale Isoud out of Ireland for to come into Cornwall.
Sir, said Tristram, now I shall tell you all the truth: my father’s name is Sir Meliodas, King of Liones, and my mother hight Elizabeth, that was sister unto King Mark of Cornwall; and my mother died of me in the forest, and because thereof she commanded, or she died, that when I were christened they should christen me Tristram; and because I would not be known in this country I turned my name and let me call Tramtrist; and for the truage of Cornwall I fought for my eme’s sake, and for the right of Cornwall that ye had posseded many years. And wit ye well, said Tristram unto the king, I did the battle for the love of mine uncle, King Mark, and for the love of the country of Cornwall, and for to increase mine honour; for that same day that I fought with Sir Marhaus I was made knight, and never or then did I battle with no knight, and from me he went alive, and left his shield and his sword behind.
“Sir,” said Tristram, “now I will tell you the whole truth: my father’s name is Sir Meliodas, King of Liones, and my mother is named Elizabeth, who was the sister of King Mark of Cornwall. My mother died giving birth to me in the forest, and because of that, she commanded, or perhaps she died wishing, that when I was baptized, I should be named Tristram. Since I didn’t want to be known in this country, I changed my name to Tramtrist. I fought for the tribute of Cornwall for my uncle’s sake and for the rights of Cornwall that you had possessed for many years. And know this well,” Tristram said to the king, “I fought that battle out of love for my uncle, King Mark, and for the love of the land of Cornwall, and to enhance my honor. On the very same day that I fought Sir Marhaus, I was made a knight, and before that day, I had never battled any knight. He left my presence alive and left his shield and sword behind.”
So God me help, said the king, I may not say but ye did as a knight should, and it was your part to do for your quarrel, and to increase your worship as a knight should; howbeit I may not maintain you in this country with my worship, unless that I should displease my barons, and my wife and her kin. Sir, said Tristram, I thank you of your good lordship that I have had with you here, and the great goodness my lady, your daughter, hath shewed me, and therefore, said Sir Tristram, it may so happen that ye shall win more by my life than by my death, for in the parts of England it may happen I may do you service at some season, that ye shall be glad that ever ye shewed me your good lordship. With more I promise you as I am true knight, that in all places I shall be my lady your daughter’s servant and knight in right and in wrong, and I shall never fail her, to do as much as a knight may do. Also I beseech your good grace that I may take my leave at my lady, your daughter, and at all the barons and knights. I will well, said the king.
“God help me,” said the king, “I can’t deny that you acted like a true knight, and it was your duty to defend your honor and enhance your reputation as a knight. However, I can’t protect you in this country without upsetting my barons, my wife, and her family.” “Sir,” replied Tristram, “I appreciate the kindness you’ve shown me and the great generosity of your daughter, my lady. Therefore, I believe that keeping me alive might benefit you more than my death, as there may come a time in England when I can serve you, and you’ll be glad you treated me well. I also promise you, as a true knight, that in all situations, I will be your daughter’s servant and knight, standing by her in both right and wrong, and I will always do as much as any knight can. I also kindly ask your permission to take my leave from your daughter and all the barons and knights.” “That’s fine,” said the king.
Then Sir Tristram went unto La Beale Isoud and took his leave of her. And then he told her all, what he was, and how he had changed his name because he would not be known, and how a lady told him that he should never be whole till he came into this country where the poison was made, wherethrough I was near my death had not your ladyship been. O gentle knight, said La Beale Isoud, full woe am I of thy departing, for I saw never man that I owed so good will to. And therewithal she wept heartily. Madam, said Sir Tristram, ye shall understand that my name is Sir Tristram de Liones, gotten of King Meliodas, and born of his queen. And I promise you faithfully that I shall be all the days of my life your knight. Gramercy, said La Beale Isoud, and I promise you there-against that I shall not be married this seven years but by your assent; and to whom that ye will I shall be married to him will I have, and he will have me if ye will consent.
Then Sir Tristram went to La Beale Isoud and said his goodbyes to her. He told her everything about who he was and how he had changed his name to stay anonymous. He explained that a lady had told him he wouldn't be whole again until he came to this country where the poison was made, which nearly led to his death if it hadn't been for her. “Oh gentle knight,” said La Beale Isoud, “I’m so sad about your leaving; I’ve never felt such good will toward anyone.” With that, she cried deeply. “Madam,” said Sir Tristram, “you should know that my name is Sir Tristram de Liones, son of King Meliodas and born of his queen. I promise you faithfully that I will be your knight for the rest of my life.” “Thank you,” said La Beale Isoud. “And I promise you this: I won’t marry anyone for seven years without your approval. Whoever you want me to marry, I will, and he will want me too if you agree.”
And then Sir Tristram gave her a ring, and she gave him another; and therewith he departed from her, leaving her making great dole and lamentation; and he straight went unto the court among all the barons, and there he took his leave at most and least, and openly he said among them all: Fair lords, now it is so that I must depart: if there be any man here that I have offended unto, or that any man be with me grieved, let complain him here afore me or that ever I depart, and I shall amend it unto my power. And if there be any that will proffer me wrong, or say of me wrong or shame behind my back, say it now or never, and here is my body to make it good, body against body. And all they stood still, there was not one that would say one word; yet were there some knights that were of the queen’s blood, and of Sir Marhaus’ blood, but they would not meddle with him.
And then Sir Tristram gave her a ring, and she gave him another; and with that, he left her, leaving her in great sorrow and mourning. He then went to the court in front of all the barons, and there he took his leave both formally and informally, saying openly to them all: "Gentle lords, I must now take my leave. If there's anyone here whom I have offended or anyone who feels wronged by me, let them speak up now before I go, and I will make it right to the best of my ability. And if anyone wants to accuse me of wrongdoing or dishonor behind my back, say it now or never, and I stand here ready to defend myself, body against body." All of them stood silent; not a single person spoke up. There were some knights related to the queen and Sir Marhaus, but they chose not to get involved with him.
CHAPTER XIII.
How Sir Tristram and King Mark
hurted each other for the love of a knight’s wife.
So Sir Tristram departed, and took the sea, and with good wind he arrived up at Tintagil in Cornwall; and when King Mark was whole in his prosperity there came tidings that Sir Tristram was arrived, and whole of his wounds: thereof was King Mark passing glad, and so were all the barons; and when he saw his time he rode unto his father, King Meliodas, and there he had all the cheer that the king and the queen could make him. And then largely King Meliodas and his queen departed of their lands and goods to Sir Tristram.
So Sir Tristram set off and took to the sea, and with favorable winds he arrived at Tintagil in Cornwall. When King Mark was thriving, news came that Sir Tristram had arrived and was healed from his wounds. This made King Mark extremely happy, and the same went for all the barons. When the time was right, he rode to his father, King Meliodas, where he received all the best hospitality the king and queen could offer him. Afterwards, King Meliodas and his queen generously gave Sir Tristram a large portion of their lands and possessions.
Then by the license of King Meliodas, his father, he returned again unto the court of King Mark, and there he lived in great joy long time, until at the last there befell a jealousy and an unkindness betwixt King Mark and Sir Tristram, for they loved both one lady. And she was an earl’s wife that hight Sir Segwarides. And this lady loved Sir Tristram passingly well. And he loved her again, for she was a passing fair lady, and that espied Sir Tristram well. Then King Mark understood that and was jealous, for King Mark loved her passingly well.
Then, with the permission of King Meliodas, his father, he returned to the court of King Mark, where he lived happily for a long time. Eventually, jealousy and hostility arose between King Mark and Sir Tristram because they were both in love with the same lady. She was the wife of an earl named Sir Segwarides. This lady had a strong affection for Sir Tristram, and he loved her back because she was exceptionally beautiful, which Sir Tristram noticed. When King Mark realized this, he became jealous, as he also had a deep love for her.
So it fell upon a day this lady sent a dwarf unto Sir Tristram, and bade him, as he loved her, that he would be with her the night next following. Also she charged you that ye come not to her but if ye be well armed, for her lover was called a good knight. Sir Tristram answered to the dwarf: Recommend me unto my lady, and tell her I will not fail but I will be with her the term that she hath set me. And with this answer the dwarf departed. And King Mark espied that the dwarf was with Sir Tristram upon message from Segwarides’ wife; then King Mark sent for the dwarf, and when he was come he made the dwarf by force to tell him all, why and wherefore that he came on message from Sir Tristram. Now, said King Mark, go where thou wilt, and upon pain of death that thou say no word that thou spakest with me; so the dwarf departed from the king.
One day, this lady sent a dwarf to Sir Tristram and told him, as he cared for her, that he should be with her the following night. She also insisted that he should come only if he was well-armed, as her lover was known to be a skilled knight. Sir Tristram replied to the dwarf: "Please tell my lady that I will definitely be there at the time she has set." With this response, the dwarf left. King Mark noticed that the dwarf had been with Sir Tristram on a message from Segwarides' wife, so he summoned the dwarf. When the dwarf arrived, King Mark forced him to reveal everything about why he had come on Sir Tristram's behalf. Then King Mark said, "Go wherever you want, but if you speak a word about our conversation, you will face death." So the dwarf left the king.
And that same night that the steven was set betwixt Segwarides’ wife and Sir Tristram, King Mark armed him, and made him ready, and took two knights of his counsel with him; and so he rode afore for to abide by the way for to wait upon Sir Tristram. And as Sir Tristram came riding upon his way with his spear in his hand, King Mark came hurtling upon him with his two knights suddenly. And all three smote him with their spears, and King Mark hurt Sir Tristram on the breast right sore. And then Sir Tristram feutred his spear, and smote his uncle, King Mark, so sore, that he rashed him to the earth, and bruised him that he lay still in a swoon, and long it was or ever he might wield himself. And then he ran to the one knight, and eft to the other, and smote them to the cold earth, that they lay still. And therewithal Sir Tristram rode forth sore wounded to the lady, and found her abiding him at a postern.
And that same night, when the plan was set between Segwarides’ wife and Sir Tristram, King Mark equipped himself and got ready, taking two knights from his council with him. He rode ahead to wait for Sir Tristram on the way. As Sir Tristram was riding along with his spear in hand, King Mark suddenly charged at him with his two knights. All three struck him with their spears, and King Mark seriously injured Sir Tristram in the chest. Then, Sir Tristram readied his spear and hit his uncle, King Mark, so hard that he knocked him to the ground, leaving him unconscious and unable to move for a long time. After that, he attacked the first knight and then the other, knocking them both to the ground so they lay still. With that, Sir Tristram, heavily wounded, rode on to the lady and found her waiting for him at a postern.
CHAPTER XIV.
How Sir Tristram lay with the lady,
and how her husband fought with Sir Tristram.
And there she welcomed him fair, and either halsed other in arms, and so she let put up his horse in the best wise, and then she unarmed him. And so they supped lightly, and went to bed with great joy and pleasaunce; and so in his raging he took no keep of his green wound that King Mark had given him. And so Sir Tristram be-bled both the over sheet and the nether, and pillows, and head sheet. And within a while there came one afore, that warned her that her lord was near-hand within a bow-draught. So she made Sir Tristram to arise, and so he armed him, and took his horse, and so departed. By then was come Segwarides, her lord, and when he found her bed troubled and broken, and went near and beheld it by candle light, then he saw that there had lain a wounded knight. Ah, false traitress, then he said, why hast thou betrayed me? And therewithal he swang out a sword, and said: But if thou tell me who hath been here, here thou shalt die. Ah, my lord, mercy, said the lady, and held up her hands, saying: Slay me not, and I shall tell you all who hath been here. Tell anon, said Segwarides, to me all the truth. Anon for dread she said: Here was Sir Tristram with me, and by the way as he came to me ward, he was sore wounded. Ah, false traitress, said Segwarides, where is he become? Sir, she said, he is armed, and departed on horseback, not yet hence half a mile. Ye say well, said Segwarides.
And there she welcomed him warmly, and they embraced each other, and she helped him get his horse settled in the best way. Then she took off his armor. They had a light supper and went to bed feeling happy and content; during this time, he paid no attention to the painful wound that King Mark had inflicted on him. Sir Tristram bled on both the top and bottom sheets, as well as the pillows and the head sheet. After a while, someone came ahead and warned her that her husband was nearby, within a bow shot. So she made Sir Tristram get up, and he put on his armor, took his horse, and left. By then, Segwarides, her husband, had arrived, and when he found the bed messed up and disturbed, he came closer and looked at it in the candlelight, then saw that a wounded knight had lain there. “Ah, false traitress,” he said, “why have you betrayed me?” With that, he drew his sword and said, “Unless you tell me who has been here, you shall die.” “Ah, my lord, have mercy,” said the lady, raising her hands and saying, “Do not kill me, and I will tell you everything about who has been here.” “Quickly tell me the truth,” said Segwarides. Afraid, she said, “Sir Tristram was here with me, and on his way to me, he was seriously wounded.” “Ah, false traitress,” said Segwarides, “where has he gone?” “Sir,” she said, “he is armored and has left on horseback, not half a mile away yet.” “You speak well,” said Segwarides.
Then he armed him lightly, and gat his horse, and rode after Sir Tristram that rode straightway unto Tintagil. And within a while he overtook Sir Tristram, and then he bade him, Turn, false traitor knight. And Sir Tristram anon turned him against him. And therewithal Segwarides smote Sir Tristram with a spear that it all to-brast; and then he swang out his sword and smote fast at Sir Tristram. Sir knight, said Sir Tristram, I counsel you that ye smite no more, howbeit for the wrongs that I have done you I will forbear you as long as I may. Nay, said Segwarides, that shall not be, for either thou shalt die or I.
Then he lightly armed himself, got on his horse, and rode after Sir Tristram, who was heading straight for Tintagel. After a while, he caught up with Sir Tristram and shouted at him, "Turn around, you false traitor knight." Sir Tristram immediately faced him. With that, Segwarides struck Sir Tristram with a spear, which shattered upon impact, and then he swung his sword, attacking Sir Tristram fiercely. "Sir knight," said Sir Tristram, "I advise you not to strike again; however, for the wrongs I have done you, I will hold back as long as I can." "No," said Segwarides, "that won't happen, because either you will die or I will."
Then Sir Tristram drew out his sword, and hurtled his horse unto him fiercely, and through the waist of the body he smote Sir Segwarides that he fell to the earth in a swoon. And so Sir Tristram departed and left him there. And so he rode unto Tintagil and took his lodging secretly, for he would not be known that he was hurt. Also Sir Segwarides’ men rode after their master, whom they found lying in the field sore wounded, and brought him home on his shield, and there he lay long or that he were whole, but at the last he recovered. Also King Mark would not be aknown of that Sir Tristram and he had met that night. And as for Sir Tristram, he knew not that King Mark had met with him. And so the king askance came to Sir Tristram, to comfort him as he lay sick in his bed. But as long as King Mark lived he loved never Sir Tristram after that; though there was fair speech, love was there none. And thus it passed many weeks and days, and all was forgiven and forgotten; for Sir Segwarides durst not have ado with Sir Tristram, because of his noble prowess, and also because he was nephew unto King Mark; therefore he let it overslip: for he that hath a privy hurt is loath to have a shame outward.
Then Sir Tristram drew his sword, charged at him fiercely on his horse, and struck Sir Segwarides through the waist, causing him to fall to the ground unconscious. After that, Sir Tristram left him there and rode to Tintagil, where he stayed secretly because he didn't want anyone to know he was injured. Sir Segwarides' men rode after their master, found him lying in the field seriously wounded, and carried him home on his shield. He remained there for a long time before he recovered. King Mark also didn’t want anyone to know about the encounter between him and Sir Tristram that night. As for Sir Tristram, he was unaware that King Mark had met him. The king came to visit Sir Tristram to comfort him while he was sick in bed, but from that moment on, King Mark never truly cared for Sir Tristram again. Although they exchanged polite words, there was no real friendship. Many weeks and days passed, and everything was forgiven and forgotten. Sir Segwarides didn’t dare confront Sir Tristram because of his impressive skills and also because he was King Mark's nephew; so he let it go, as someone with a hidden wound is reluctant to face public shame.
CHAPTER XV.
How Sir Bleoberis demanded the
fairest lady in King Mark’s court, whom he took away, and how he was
fought with.
Then it befell upon a day that the good knight Bleoberis de Ganis, brother to Blamore de Ganis, and nigh cousin unto the good knight Sir Launcelot du Lake, this Bleoberis came unto the court of King Mark, and there he asked of King Mark a boon, to give him what gift that he would ask in his court. When the king heard him ask so, he marvelled of his asking, but because he was a knight of the Round Table, and of a great renown, King Mark granted him his whole asking. Then, said Sir Bleoberis, I will have the fairest lady in your court that me list to choose. I may not say nay, said King Mark; now choose at your adventure. And so Sir Bleoberis did choose Sir Segwarides’ wife, and took her by the hand, and so went his way with her; and so he took his horse and gart set her behind his squire, and rode upon his way.
Then one day, the good knight Bleoberis de Ganis, brother to Blamore de Ganis and close cousin to the valiant knight Sir Launcelot du Lake, arrived at King Mark's court. There, he asked King Mark for a favor, wanting whatever gift he would request in his court. When the king heard his request, he was surprised, but since Bleoberis was a knight of the Round Table and well-known, King Mark granted him his request. Then Sir Bleoberis said, “I will take the fairest lady in your court that I choose.” “I cannot refuse,” said King Mark; “now choose as you wish.” So Sir Bleoberis chose Sir Segwarides’ wife, took her by the hand, and left with her. He got his horse, placed her behind his squire, and rode off with her.
When Sir Segwarides heard tell that his lady was gone with a knight of King Arthur’s court, then he armed him and rode after that knight for to rescue his lady. So when Bleoberis was gone with this lady, King Mark and all the court was wroth that she was away. Then were there certain ladies that knew that there were great love between Sir Tristram and her, and also that lady loved Sir Tristram above all other knights. Then there was one lady that rebuked Sir Tristram in the horriblest wise, and called him coward knight, that he would for shame of his knighthood see a lady so shamefully be taken away from his uncle’s court. But she meant that either of them had loved other with entire heart. But Sir Tristram answered her thus: Fair lady, it is not my part to have ado in such matters while her lord and husband is present here; and if it had been that her lord had not been here in this court, then for the worship of this court peradventure I would have been her champion, and if so be Sir Segwarides speed not well, it may happen that I will speak with that good knight or ever he pass from this country.
When Sir Segwarides heard that his lady had gone off with a knight from King Arthur’s court, he geared up and rode after that knight to rescue her. When Bleoberis left with the lady, King Mark and everyone in the court were furious that she was missing. Some ladies knew there was a strong bond between Sir Tristram and her, and that she loved Sir Tristram more than any other knight. One lady harshly scolded Sir Tristram, calling him a coward for allowing a lady to be taken away so shamefully from his uncle’s court. But she meant that they both felt deep love for each other. Sir Tristram replied, "Fair lady, it's not my place to interfere in such matters while her lord and husband is present here; and if her lord weren't here in this court, then out of respect for this court, I might have become her champion. If Sir Segwarides doesn't succeed, it’s possible that I will talk to that good knight before he leaves this land."
Then within a while came one of Sir Segwarides’ squires, and told in the court that Sir Segwarides was beaten sore and wounded to the point of death; as he would have rescued his lady Sir Bleoberis overthrew him and sore hath wounded him. Then was King Mark heavy thereof, and all the court. When Sir Tristram heard of this he was ashamed and sore grieved; and then was he soon armed and on horseback, and Gouvernail, his servant, bare his shield and spear. And so as Sir Tristram rode fast he met with Sir Andred his cousin, that by the commandment of King Mark was sent to bring forth, an ever it lay in his power, two knights of Arthur’s court, that rode by the country to seek their adventures. When Sir Tristram saw Sir Andred he asked him what tidings. So God me help, said Sir Andred, there was never worse with me, for here by the commandment of King Mark I was sent to fetch two knights of King Arthur’s court, and that one beat me and wounded me, and set nought by my message. Fair cousin, said Sir Tristram, ride on your way, and if I may meet them it may happen I shall revenge you. So Sir Andred rode into Cornwall, and Sir Tristram rode after the two knights, the which one hight Sagramore le Desirous, and the other hight Dodinas le Savage.
Then after a while, one of Sir Segwarides’ squires came to the court and reported that Sir Segwarides was badly beaten and wounded to the brink of death; he had tried to rescue his lady, but Sir Bleoberis had defeated him and severely injured him. This news made King Mark and everyone in the court very upset. When Sir Tristram heard this, he felt ashamed and deeply troubled; he quickly armed himself and got on his horse, with his servant Gouvernail carrying his shield and spear. As Sir Tristram rode quickly, he encountered his cousin Sir Andred, who had been sent by King Mark to capture two knights from Arthur’s court that were traveling through the area seeking their adventures. When Sir Tristram saw Sir Andred, he asked him for news. “By God, I swear,” said Sir Andred, “things have never been worse for me, for under King Mark's orders, I was sent to fetch those two knights, and one of them beat me, wounded me, and ignored my message.” “Fair cousin,” said Sir Tristram, “continue on your way, and if I happen to meet them, I might just take revenge for you.” So Sir Andred rode into Cornwall, and Sir Tristram followed after the two knights, one named Sagramore le Desirous and the other named Dodinas le Savage.
CHAPTER XVI.
How Sir Tristram fought with two
knights of the Round Table.
Then within a while Sir Tristram saw them afore him, two likely knights. Sir, said Gouvernail unto his master, Sir, I would counsel you not to have ado with them, for they be two proved knights of Arthur’s court. As for that, said Sir Tristram, have ye no doubt but I will have ado with them to increase my worship, for it is many day sithen I did any deeds of arms. Do as ye list, said Gouvernail. And therewithal anon Sir Tristram asked them from whence they came, and whither they would, and what they did in those marches. Sir Sagramore looked upon Sir Tristram, and had scorn of his words, and asked him again, Fair knight, be ye a knight of Cornwall? Whereby ask ye it? said Sir Tristram. For it is seldom seen, said Sir Sagramore, that ye Cornish knights be valiant men of arms; for within these two hours there met us one of your Cornish knights, and great words he spake, and anon with little might he was laid to the earth. And, as I trow, said Sir Sagramore, ye shall have the same handsel that he had. Fair lords, said Sir Tristram, it may so happen that I may better withstand than he did, and whether ye will or nill I will have ado with you, because he was my cousin that ye beat. And therefore here do your best, and wit ye well but if ye quit you the better here upon this ground, one knight of Cornwall shall beat you both.
Then after a while, Sir Tristram saw two knights ahead of him. "Sir," said Gouvernail to his master, "I advise you not to engage with them, because they are two experienced knights from Arthur's court." "Don't worry," replied Sir Tristram, "I definitely plan to challenge them to prove my worth, as it's been a while since I've done any knightly deeds." "Do as you wish," said Gouvernail. Immediately, Sir Tristram asked them where they were from, where they were headed, and what they were doing in that area. Sir Sagramore looked at Sir Tristram with disdain and asked him, "Fair knight, are you a knight from Cornwall?" "Why do you ask?" said Sir Tristram. "Because it's rare to see Cornish knights who are skilled in battle," replied Sir Sagramore, "In the last couple of hours, we encountered one of your Cornish knights who talked a big game, but he was quickly defeated." "And I think," said Sir Sagramore, "you'll have the same fate he did." "Fair lords," said Sir Tristram, "it may turn out that I'm stronger than he was, and whether you like it or not, I will fight you because he was my cousin that you beat. So, do your best, and know that if you don't perform better on this ground, one knight from Cornwall will defeat you both."
When Sir Dodinas le Savage heard him say so he gat a spear in his hand, and said, Sir knight, keep well thyself: And then they departed and came together as it had been thunder. And Sir Dodinas’ spear brast in-sunder, but Sir Tristram smote him with a more might, that he smote him clean over the horse-croup, that nigh he had broken his neck. When Sir Sagramore saw his fellow have such a fall he marvelled what knight he might be. And he dressed his spear with all his might, and Sir Tristram against him, and they came together as the thunder, and there Sir Tristram smote Sir Sagramore a strong buffet, that he bare his horse and him to the earth, and in the falling he brake his thigh.
When Sir Dodinas le Savage heard him say that, he grabbed a spear and said, "Sir knight, take care of yourself." Then they separated and charged at each other like a thunderclap. Sir Dodinas’ spear shattered, but Sir Tristram struck him with such force that he knocked him clean over the horse's backside, nearly breaking his neck. When Sir Sagramore saw his companion fall so hard, he was curious about what kind of knight he might be. He readied his spear with all his strength, and Sir Tristram prepared to face him. They rushed at each other like thunder, and there Sir Tristram delivered a powerful blow to Sir Sagramore, sending both him and his horse crashing to the ground, resulting in a broken thigh.
When this was done Sir Tristram asked them: Fair knights, will ye any more? Be there no bigger knights in the court of King Arthur? it is to you shame to say of us knights of Cornwall dishonour, for it may happen a Cornish knight may match you. That is truth, said Sir Sagramore, that have we well proved; but I require thee, said Sir Sagramore, tell us your right name, by the faith and troth that ye owe to the high order of knighthood. Ye charge me with a great thing, said Sir Tristram, and sithen ye list to wit it, ye shall know and understand that my name is Sir Tristram de Liones, King Meliodas’ son, and nephew unto King Mark. Then were they two knights fain that they had met with Tristram, and so they prayed him to abide in their fellowship. Nay, said Sir Tristram, for I must have ado with one of your fellows, his name is Sir Bleoberis de Ganis. God speed you well, said Sir Sagramore and Dodinas. Sir Tristram departed and rode onward on his way. And then was he ware before him in a valley where rode Sir Bleoberis, with Sir Segwarides’ lady, that rode behind his squire upon a palfrey.
When this was done, Sir Tristram asked them: "Fair knights, do you want more? Aren't there any better knights in King Arthur's court? It’s shameful for you to speak dishonorably about us knights of Cornwall, for a Cornish knight might just compete with you." "That’s true," said Sir Sagramore, "we have proven that well; but I ask you," said Sir Sagramore, "tell us your real name, by the honor and loyalty you owe to the noble order of knighthood." "You're asking a lot from me," said Sir Tristram, "but since you want to know, my name is Sir Tristram de Liones, the son of King Meliodas, and the nephew of King Mark." Then the two knights were glad to have met Tristram, and they asked him to join their company. "No," said Sir Tristram, "I have to deal with one of your fellows, his name is Sir Bleoberis de Ganis." "Godspeed," said Sir Sagramore and Dodinas. Sir Tristram left and continued on his way. Then he noticed ahead in a valley where Sir Bleoberis was riding, with Sir Segwarides’ lady riding behind his squire on a palfrey.
CHAPTER XVII.
How Sir Tristram fought with Sir
Bleoberis for a lady, and how the lady was put to choice to whom she would
go.
Then Sir Tristram rode more than a pace until that he had overtaken him. Then spake Sir Tristram: Abide, he said, Knight of Arthur’s court, bring again that lady, or deliver her to me. I will do neither, said Bleoberis, for I dread no Cornish knight so sore that me list to deliver her. Why, said Sir Tristram, may not a Cornish knight do as well as another knight? this same day two knights of your court within this three mile met with me, and or ever we departed they found a Cornish knight good enough for them both. What were their names? said Bleoberis. They told me, said Sir Tristram, that the one of them hight Sir Sagramore le Desirous, and the other hight Dodinas le Savage. Ah, said Sir Bleoberis, have ye met with them? so God me help, they were two good knights and men of great worship, and if ye have beat them both ye must needs be a good knight; but if it so be ye have beat them both, yet shall ye not fear me, but ye shall beat me or ever ye have this lady. Then defend you, said Sir Tristram. So they departed and came together like thunder, and either bare other down, horse and all, to the earth.
Then Sir Tristram rode quickly until he caught up with him. Then Sir Tristram said, "Wait, Knight of Arthur’s court, either return that lady or give her to me." Bleoberis replied, "I will do neither, as I fear no Cornish knight enough to give her to you." Sir Tristram responded, "Why can’t a Cornish knight be just as good as any other knight? Just today, two knights from your court met me within three miles, and before we parted, they found a Cornish knight good enough to take on both of them." "What were their names?" asked Bleoberis. Sir Tristram said, "They told me one was Sir Sagramore le Desirous, and the other was Dodinas le Savage." "Ah," said Sir Bleoberis, "have you encountered them? I swear by God, they were two excellent knights and men of great honor, and if you've defeated them both, you must indeed be a good knight. But even if that’s true, don’t think you can intimidate me; you must defeat me before you can have this lady." "Then prepare yourself," said Sir Tristram. They then separated and came together like thunder, knocking each other and their horses down to the ground.
Then they avoided their horses, and lashed together eagerly with swords, and mightily, now tracing and traversing on the right hand and on the left hand more than two hours. And sometime they rushed together with such a might that they lay both grovelling on the ground. Then Sir Bleoberis de Ganis stert aback, and said thus: Now, gentle good knight, a while hold your hands, and let us speak together. Say what ye will, said Tristram, and I will answer you. Sir, said Bleoberis, I would wit of whence ye be, and of whom ye be come, and what is your name? So God me help, said Sir Tristram, I fear not to tell you my name. Wit ye well I am King Meliodas’ son, and my mother is King Mark’s sister, and my name is Sir Tristram de Liones, and King Mark is mine uncle. Truly, said Bleoberis, I am right glad of you, for ye are he that slew Marhaus the knight, hand for hand in an island, for the truage of Cornwall; also ye overcame Sir Palamides the good knight, at a tournament in an island, where ye beat Sir Gawaine and his nine fellows. So God me help, said Sir Tristram, wit ye well that I am the same knight; now I have told you my name, tell me yours with good will. Wit ye well that my name is Sir Bleoberis de Ganis, and my brother hight Sir Blamore de Ganis, that is called a good knight, and we be sister’s children unto my lord Sir Launcelot du Lake, that we call one of the best knights of the world. That is truth, said Sir Tristram, Sir Launcelot is called peerless of courtesy and of knighthood; and for his sake, said Sir Tristram, I will not with my good will fight no more with you, for the great love I have to Sir Launcelot du Lake. In good faith, said Bleoberis, as for me I will be loath to fight with you; but sithen ye follow me here to have this lady, I shall proffer you kindness, courtesy, and gentleness right here upon this ground. This lady shall be betwixt us both, and to whom that she will go, let him have her in peace. I will well, said Tristram, for, as I deem, she will leave you and come to me. Ye shall prove it anon, said Bleoberis.
Then they avoided their horses and eagerly clashed swords together, powerfully moving back and forth on the right and left for over two hours. Sometimes they charged at each other with such force that they both ended up on the ground. Then Sir Bleoberis de Ganis pulled back and said: “Now, noble knight, let’s pause for a moment and talk. Speak your mind.” “Go ahead,” replied Tristram, “and I’ll respond.” “I would like to know where you’re from, who your people are, and what your name is,” said Bleoberis. “By God, I’m not afraid to tell you my name,” said Sir Tristram. “You should know I am the son of King Meliodas; my mother is the sister of King Mark, and my name is Sir Tristram de Liones—King Mark is my uncle.” “Truly,” said Bleoberis, “I’m very pleased to meet you, for you are the one who defeated Marhaus the knight, hand to hand on an island, for the tribute of Cornwall. You also beat Sir Palamides, the good knight, in a tournament on an island, where you bested Sir Gawaine and his nine companions.” “By God, you should know I am that same knight; now that I’ve told you my name, please tell me yours in good spirit.” “You should know that my name is Sir Bleoberis de Ganis, and my brother is called Sir Blamore de Ganis, who is also recognized as a good knight. We are the nephew and niece of my lord Sir Launcelot du Lake, who is considered one of the best knights in the world.” “That’s true,” said Sir Tristram. “Sir Launcelot is known for his unmatched courtesy and knighthood. For his sake, I’ll gladly choose not to fight you anymore because of my great respect for Sir Launcelot du Lake.” “Honestly,” said Bleoberis, “I’d also prefer not to fight you; but since you’re here to win this lady, I’ll offer you kindness, courtesy, and respect right here on this ground. This lady will be between us both, and whoever she chooses, let him have her in peace.” “I’m good with that,” said Tristram, “because I believe she’ll leave you and come to me.” “You’ll find out soon enough,” said Bleoberis.
CHAPTER XVIII.
How the lady forsook Sir Tristram
and abode with Sir Bleoberis, and how she desired to go to her husband.
So when she was set betwixt them both she said these words unto Sir Tristram: Wit ye well, Sir Tristram de Liones, that but late thou wast the man in the world that I most loved and trusted, and I weened thou hadst loved me again above all ladies; but when thou sawest this knight lead me away thou madest no cheer to rescue me, but suffered my lord Segwarides ride after me; but until that time I weened thou haddest loved me, and therefore now I will leave thee, and never love thee more. And therewithal she went unto Sir Bleoberis.
So when she was positioned between them both, she said these words to Sir Tristram: "Listen, Sir Tristram de Liones, not long ago you were the man in the world that I loved and trusted the most, and I thought you loved me back more than any other lady. But when you saw this knight take me away, you didn’t bother to rescue me and let my lord Segwarides ride after me. Until that moment, I believed you had feelings for me, and now, I will leave you and never love you again." With that, she went to Sir Bleoberis.
When Sir Tristram saw her do so he was wonderly wroth with that lady, and ashamed to come to the court. Sir Tristram, said Sir Bleoberis, ye are in the default, for I hear by this lady’s words she before this day trusted you above all earthly knights, and, as she saith, ye have deceived her, therefore wit ye well, there may no man hold that will away; and rather than ye should be heartily displeased with me I would ye had her, an she would abide with you. Nay, said the lady, so God me help I will never go with him; for he that I loved most I weened he had loved me. And therefore, Sir Tristram, she said, ride as thou came, for though thou haddest overcome this knight, as ye was likely, with thee never would I have gone. And I shall pray this knight so fair of his knighthood, that or ever he pass this country, that he will lead me to the abbey where my lord Sir Segwarides lieth. So God me help, said Bleoberis, I let you wit, good knight Sir Tristram, because King Mark gave me the choice of a gift in this court, and so this lady liked me best—notwithstanding, she is wedded and hath a lord, and I have fulfilled my quest, she shall be sent unto her husband again, and in especial most for your sake, Sir Tristram; and if she would go with you I would ye had her. I thank you, said Sir Tristram, but for her love I shall beware what manner a lady I shall love or trust; for had her lord, Sir Segwarides, been away from the court, I should have been the first that should have followed you; but sithen that ye have refused me, as I am true knight I shall her know passingly well that I shall love or trust. And so they took their leave one from the other and departed.
When Sir Tristram saw her do that, he was incredibly angry with the lady and embarrassed to show up at the court. "Sir Tristram," said Sir Bleoberis, "you are at fault, for I hear from this lady’s words that before today she trusted you above all other knights, and as she says, you have deceived her. Therefore, just know that no one can hold onto what wants to leave; and I’d rather you have her, as long as she wants to be with you, than for you to be really upset with me." "No," said the lady, "I swear to God, I will never go with him; for the one I loved the most, I thought he had loved me. And so, Sir Tristram," she said, "ride away as you came, for even if you had defeated this knight, which you probably could have, I would never have gone with you. And I will ask this knight kindly, in the spirit of chivalry, that before he leaves this land, he will take me to the abbey where my lord Sir Segwarides is." "I swear to God," said Bleoberis, “I want you to know, good knight Sir Tristram, that because King Mark gave me a choice of a gift in this court, this lady preferred me—yet she is married and has a lord. I have completed my duty, and she will be sent back to her husband, especially for your sake, Sir Tristram; and if she wanted to go with you, I would give her to you." "Thank you," said Sir Tristram, "but for her love, I will be careful about what kind of lady I love or trust; for had her lord, Sir Segwarides, been away from the court, I would have been the first to follow you. But since you have turned me down, as a true knight, I will know well what I should love or trust. And so they said goodbye to each other and parted ways.
And so Sir Tristram rode unto Tintagil, and Sir Bleoberis rode unto the abbey where Sir Segwarides lay sore wounded, and there he delivered his lady, and departed as a noble knight; and when Sir Segwarides saw his lady, he was greatly comforted; and then she told him that Sir Tristram had done great battle with Sir Bleoberis, and caused him to bring her again. These words pleased Sir Segwarides right well, that Sir Tristram would do so much; and so that lady told all the battle unto King Mark betwixt Sir Tristram and Sir Bleoberis.
So Sir Tristram rode to Tintagil, and Sir Bleoberis went to the abbey where Sir Segwarides was badly wounded, and there he delivered his lady and left as a noble knight; when Sir Segwarides saw his lady, he felt greatly comforted; she then told him that Sir Tristram had fought fiercely against Sir Bleoberis and made him bring her back. These words pleased Sir Segwarides greatly, knowing that Sir Tristram would go to such lengths; and the lady shared the entire story of the battle with King Mark about Sir Tristram and Sir Bleoberis.
CHAPTER XIX.
How King Mark sent Sir Tristram for
La Beale Isoud toward Ireland, and how by fortune he arrived into England.
Then when this was done King Mark cast always in his heart how he might destroy Sir Tristram. And then he imagined in himself to send Sir Tristram into Ireland for La Beale Isoud. For Sir Tristram had so praised her beauty and her goodness that King Mark said that he would wed her, whereupon he prayed Sir Tristram to take his way into Ireland for him on message. And all this was done to the intent to slay Sir Tristram. Notwithstanding, Sir Tristram would not refuse the message for no danger nor peril that might fall, for the pleasure of his uncle, but to go he made him ready in the most goodliest wise that might be devised. For Sir Tristram took with him the most goodliest knights that he might find in the court; and they were arrayed, after the guise that was then used, in the goodliest manner. So Sir Tristram departed and took the sea with all his fellowship. And anon, as he was in the broad sea a tempest took him and his fellowship, and drove them back into the coast of England; and there they arrived fast by Camelot, and full fain they were to take the land.
Then, when this was done, King Mark always thought about how he could get rid of Sir Tristram. He came up with the idea to send Sir Tristram to Ireland for La Beale Isoud. Sir Tristram had praised her beauty and goodness so much that King Mark decided he would marry her, so he asked Sir Tristram to go to Ireland on his behalf. All of this was planned with the intention of killing Sir Tristram. However, Sir Tristram wouldn't refuse the mission, no matter the danger or risk, out of respect for his uncle. He prepared to go in the most impressive way possible. Sir Tristram gathered the finest knights he could find in the court, and they were dressed in the best style of the time. So, Sir Tristram set off and sailed with all his companions. Soon, while they were out on the open sea, a storm hit them and forced them back to the coast of England. They arrived near Camelot and were very eager to land.
And when they were landed Sir Tristram set up his pavilion upon the land of Camelot, and there he let hang his shield upon the pavilion. And that same day came two knights of King Arthur’s, that one was Sir Ector de Maris, and Sir Morganor. And they touched the shield, and bade him come out of the pavilion for to joust, an he would joust. Ye shall be answered, said Sir Tristram, an ye will tarry a little while. So he made him ready, and first he smote down Sir Ector de Maris, and after he smote down Sir Morganor, all with one spear, and sore bruised them. And when they lay upon the earth they asked Sir Tristram what he was, and of what country he was knight. Fair lords, said Sir Tristram, wit ye well that I am of Cornwall. Alas, said Sir Ector, now am I ashamed that ever any Cornish knight should overcome me. And then for despite Sir Ector put off his armour from him, and went on foot, and would not ride.
And when they landed, Sir Tristram set up his tent on the land of Camelot, and hung his shield on it. That same day, two knights from King Arthur’s court arrived: Sir Ector de Maris and Sir Morganor. They touched the shield and called him out of the tent to joust, if he was willing. "You’ll get your answer," Sir Tristram said, "if you’ll wait a little while." He got ready, and first knocked down Sir Ector de Maris, then Sir Morganor, all with a single spear, and left them badly bruised. When they were on the ground, they asked Sir Tristram who he was and where he was from. "Noble lords," Sir Tristram replied, "you should know I am from Cornwall." "Alas," said Sir Ector, "I am now ashamed that a Cornish knight has defeated me." Out of spite, Sir Ector removed his armor and walked away, refusing to ride.
CHAPTER XX.
How King Anguish of Ireland was
summoned to come to King Arthur’s court for treason.
Then it fell that Sir Bleoberis and Sir Blamore de Ganis, that were brethren, they had summoned the King Anguish of Ireland for to come to Arthur’s court upon pain of forfeiture of King Arthur’s good grace. And if the King of Ireland came not in, at the day assigned and set, the king should lose his lands. So it happened that at the day assigned, King Arthur neither Sir Launcelot might not be there for to give the judgment, for King Arthur was with Sir Launcelot at the Castle Joyous Garde. And so King Arthur assigned King Carados and the King of Scots to be there that day as judges. So when the kings were at Camelot King Anguish of Ireland was come to know his accusers. Then was there Sir Blamore de Ganis, and appealed the King of Ireland of treason, that he had slain a cousin of his in his court in Ireland by treason. The king was sore abashed of his accusation, for-why he was come at the summons of King Arthur, and or he came at Camelot he wist not wherefore he was sent after. And when the king heard Sir Blamore say his will, he understood well there was none other remedy but for to answer him knightly; for the custom was such in those days, that an any man were appealed of any treason or murder he should fight body for body, or else to find another knight for him. And all manner of murders in those days were called treason.
Then it happened that Sir Bleoberis and Sir Blamore de Ganis, who were brothers, had summoned King Anguish of Ireland to come to Arthur’s court, threatening him with the loss of King Arthur’s favor if he didn't. If the King of Ireland failed to show up on the appointed day, he would lose his lands. On the designated day, neither King Arthur nor Sir Launcelot could be there to deliver the judgment because King Arthur was with Sir Launcelot at Castle Joyous Garde. So, King Arthur appointed King Carados and the King of Scots to act as judges that day. When the kings arrived at Camelot, King Anguish of Ireland came to face his accusers. Then, Sir Blamore de Ganis stood up and accused the King of Ireland of treason, claiming he had killed a cousin of his in Ireland through treachery. The king was greatly taken aback by the accusation, as he had come at King Arthur’s summons and didn’t know why he had been summoned until he arrived at Camelot. When the king heard Sir Blamore state his accusation, he realized he had no choice but to respond like a knight; the custom of the time was that if a man was accused of treason or murder, he had to fight to defend himself or find another knight to stand in for him. Back then, all kinds of murders were considered treason.
So when King Anguish understood his accusing he was passing heavy, for he knew Sir Blamore de Ganis that he was a noble knight, and of noble knights come. Then the King of Ireland was simply purveyed of his answer; therefore the judges gave him respite by the third day to give his answer. So the king departed unto his lodging. The meanwhile there came a lady by Sir Tristram’s pavilion making great dole. What aileth you, said Sir Tristram, that ye make such dole? Ah, fair knight, said the lady, I am ashamed unless that some good knight help me; for a great lady of worship sent by me a fair child and a rich, unto Sir Launcelot du Lake, and hereby there met with me a knight, and threw me down from my palfrey, and took away the child from me. Well, my lady, said Sir Tristram, and for my lord Sir Launcelot’s sake I shall get you that child again, or else I shall be beaten for it. And so Sir Tristram took his horse, and asked the lady which way the knight rode; and then she told him. And he rode after him, and within a while he overtook that knight. And then Sir Tristram bade him turn and give again the child.
So when King Anguish realized he was being accused, he felt heavy-hearted, because he knew Sir Blamore de Ganis was a noble knight, coming from a line of noble knights. Then the King of Ireland was simply waiting for his response; therefore, the judges gave him until the third day to provide his answer. So the king went back to his quarters. Meanwhile, a lady approached Sir Tristram’s pavilion, looking very distressed. "What’s wrong?" Sir Tristram asked her, noticing her distress. "Oh, kind knight," said the lady, "I’m ashamed and in need of help from a good knight; a great lady of honor sent me a beautiful child and some valuable gifts to Sir Launcelot du Lake, and on my way, a knight attacked me, knocked me off my horse, and took the child away." "Don’t worry, my lady," Sir Tristram replied, "for the sake of my lord Sir Launcelot, I'll get that child back for you, or else I’ll face the consequences for it." So Sir Tristram mounted his horse and asked the lady which direction the knight went. She told him, and he rode after him. Soon enough, he caught up with that knight. Sir Tristram then commanded him to stop and return the child.
CHAPTER XXI.
How Sir Tristram rescued a child
from a knight, and how Gouvernail told him of King Anguish.
The knight turned his horse and made him ready to fight. And then Sir Tristram smote him with a sword such a buffet that he tumbled to the earth. And then he yielded him unto Sir Tristram. Then come thy way, said Sir Tristram, and bring the child to the lady again. So he took his horse meekly and rode with Sir Tristram; and then by the way Sir Tristram asked him his name. Then he said, My name is Breuse Saunce Pité. So when he had delivered that child to the lady, he said: Sir, as in this the child is well remedied. Then Sir Tristram let him go again that sore repented him after, for he was a great foe unto many good knights of King Arthur’s court.
The knight turned his horse and got ready to fight. Then Sir Tristram struck him with a sword so hard that he fell to the ground. After that, he surrendered to Sir Tristram. "Now, come with me," said Sir Tristram, "and bring the child back to the lady." So he took his horse quietly and rode with Sir Tristram; along the way, Sir Tristram asked him his name. He replied, "My name is Breuse Saunce Pité." Once he had returned the child to the lady, he said, "Sir, the child is now well cared for." Then Sir Tristram let him go again, which he later regretted because he was a great enemy to many good knights of King Arthur’s court.
Then when Sir Tristram was in his pavilion Gouvernail, his man, came and told him how that King Anguish of Ireland was come thither, and he was put in great distress; and there Gouvernail told Sir Tristram how King Anguish was summoned and appealed of murder. So God me help, said Sir Tristram, these be the best tidings that ever came to me this seven years, for now shall the King of Ireland have need of my help; for I daresay there is no knight in this country that is not of Arthur’s court dare do battle with Sir Blamore de Ganis; and for to win the love of the King of Ireland I will take the battle upon me; and therefore Gouvernail bring me, I charge thee, to the king.
Then, when Sir Tristram was in his tent, his servant Gouvernail came and told him that King Anguish of Ireland had arrived and was in great distress. Gouvernail explained to Sir Tristram how King Anguish had been summoned and accused of murder. "God help me," said Sir Tristram, "this is the best news I’ve had in seven years, for now the King of Ireland will need my help. I believe there’s no knight in this country who isn't from Arthur’s court that would dare to fight Sir Blamore de Ganis; and to win the King of Ireland's favor, I will take on the battle myself. So, Gouvernail, I charge you to take me to the king."
Then Gouvernail went unto King Anguish of Ireland, and saluted him fair. The king welcomed him and asked him what he would. Sir, said Gouvernail, here is a knight near hand that desireth to speak with you: he bade me say he would do you service. What knight is he? said the king. Sir, said he, it is Sir Tristram de Liones, that for your good grace that ye showed him in your lands will reward you in this country. Come on, fellow, said the king, with me anon and show me unto Sir Tristram. So the king took a little hackney and but few fellowship with him, until he came unto Sir Tristram’s pavilion. And when Sir Tristram saw the king he ran unto him and would have holden his stirrup. But the king leapt from his horse lightly, and either halsed other in their arms. My gracious lord, said Sir Tristram, gramercy of your great goodnesses showed unto me in your marches and lands: and at that time I promised you to do you service an ever it lay in my power. And, gentle knight, said the king unto Sir Tristram, now have I great need of you, never had I so great need of no knight’s help. How so, my good lord? said Sir Tristram. I shall tell you, said the king: I am summoned and appealed from my country for the death of a knight that was kin unto the good knight Sir Launcelot; wherefore Sir Blamore de Ganis, brother to Sir Bleoberis hath appealed me to fight with him, outher to find a knight in my stead. And well I wot, said the king, these that are come of King Ban’s blood, as Sir Launcelot and these other, are passing good knights, and hard men for to win in battle as any that I know now living. Sir, said Sir Tristram, for the good lordship ye showed me in Ireland, and for my lady your daughter’s sake, La Beale Isoud, I will take the battle for you upon this condition that ye shall grant me two things: that one is that ye shall swear to me that ye are in the right, that ye were never consenting to the knight’s death; Sir, then said Sir Tristram, when that I have done this battle, if God give me grace that I speed, that ye shall give me a reward, what thing reasonable that I will ask of you. So God me help, said the king, ye shall have whatsomever ye will ask. It is well said, said Sir Tristram.
Then Gouvernail went to King Anguish of Ireland and greeted him warmly. The king welcomed him and asked what he wanted. "Sir," said Gouvernail, "there's a knight nearby who wishes to speak with you; he asked me to say he would like to serve you." "What knight is he?" asked the king. "Sir," Gouvernail replied, "it's Sir Tristram de Liones, who wants to repay you for the kindness you showed him in your lands." "Come on, friend," said the king, "let’s go see Sir Tristram." So the king took a small horse and brought along just a few companions until he reached Sir Tristram’s tent. When Sir Tristram saw the king, he hurried to him and tried to hold his stirrup. But the king lightly jumped off his horse, and they embraced each other. "My gracious lord," said Sir Tristram, "thank you for the great kindness you showed me in your territories; at that time, I promised to serve you as long as I was able." "And, noble knight," replied the king to Sir Tristram, "now I have a great need for you; I've never needed a knight's help more than now." "How so, my good lord?" asked Sir Tristram. "I'll explain," said the king. "I've been summoned from my country for the death of a knight related to the good knight Sir Launcelot, which is why Sir Blamore de Ganis, brother of Sir Bleoberis, has challenged me to fight him or find a knight to take my place. And I know well," the king continued, "that those descended from King Ban's lineage, like Sir Launcelot and others, are exceptional knights, and tough opponents in battle more than anyone living today." "Sir," said Sir Tristram, "for the kindness you showed me in Ireland, and for the sake of your daughter, La Beale Isoud, I will take on the battle for you on two conditions: first, you must swear to me that you are in the right and that you never consented to the knight’s death; second, once I’ve completed this battle, if God grants me success, you will give me whatever reasonable reward I ask of you." "So God help me," said the king, "you shall have whatever you ask." "Well said," replied Sir Tristram.
CHAPTER XXII.
How Sir Tristram fought for Sir
Anguish and overcame his adversary, and how his adversary would never yield
him.
Now make your answer that your champion is ready, for I shall die in your quarrel rather than to be recreant. I have no doubt of you, said the king, that, an ye should have ado with Sir Launcelot du Lake— Sir, said Sir Tristram, as for Sir Launcelot, he is called the noblest knight of the world, and wit ye well that the knights of his blood are noble men, and dread shame; and as for Bleoberis, brother unto Sir Blamore, I have done battle with him, therefore upon my head it is no shame to call him a good knight. It is noised, said the king, that Blamore is the hardier knight. Sir, as for that let him be, he shall never be refused, an as he were the best knight that now beareth shield or spear.
Now make it clear that your champion is ready, because I would rather die in your conflict than be a coward. I have no doubt about you, said the king, that if you had to face Sir Launcelot du Lake— Sir, replied Sir Tristram, as for Sir Launcelot, he is known as the noblest knight in the world, and you should know that the knights from his lineage are noble men and deeply honorable. As for Bleoberis, brother of Sir Blamore, I have fought against him, so it’s no shame for me to call him a good knight. It is said, the king remarked, that Blamore is the bolder knight. Sir, let him be that; he will never be turned away, even if he is the best knight who currently wields a shield or spear.
So King Anguish departed unto King Carados and the kings that were that time as judges, and told them that he had found his champion ready. Then by the commandment of the kings Sir Blamore de Ganis and Sir Tristram were sent for to hear the charge. And when they were come before the judges there were many kings and knights beheld Sir Tristram, and much speech they had of him because that he slew Sir Marhaus, the good knight, and because he for-jousted Sir Palamides the good knight. So when they had taken their charge they withdrew them to make them ready to do battle.
So King Anguish went to King Carados and the other kings who were acting as judges at that time and told them that he had found his champion ready. Then, by the order of the kings, Sir Blamore de Ganis and Sir Tristram were summoned to hear the charges. When they arrived before the judges, many kings and knights looked at Sir Tristram and talked a lot about him because he had killed Sir Marhaus, the noble knight, and he had defeated Sir Palamides, another noble knight, in a joust. After they received the charges, they withdrew to prepare for battle.
Then said Sir Bleoberis unto his brother, Sir Blamore: Fair dear brother, remember of what kin we be come of, and what a man is Sir Launcelot du Lake, neither farther nor nearer but brother’s children, and there was never none of our kin that ever was shamed in battle; and rather suffer death, brother, than to be shamed. Brother, said Blamore, have ye no doubt of me, for I shall never shame none of my blood; howbeit I am sure that yonder knight is called a passing good knight as of his time one of the world, yet shall I never yield me, nor say the loath word: well may he happen to smite me down with his great might of chivalry, but rather shall he slay me than I shall yield me as recreant. God speed you well, said Sir Bleoberis, for ye shall find him the mightiest knight that ever ye had ado withal, for I know him, for I have had ado with him. God me speed, said Sir Blamore de Ganis; and therewith he took his horse at the one end of the lists, and Sir Tristram at the other end of the lists, and so they feutred their spears and came together as it had been thunder; and there Sir Tristram through great might smote down Sir Blamore and his horse to the earth. Then anon Sir Blamore avoided his horse and pulled out his sword and threw his shield afore him, and bade Sir Tristram alight: For though an horse hath failed me, I trust to God the earth will not fail me. And then Sir Tristram alighted, and dressed him unto battle; and there they lashed together strongly as racing and tracing, foining and dashing, many sad strokes, that the kings and knights had great wonder that they might stand; for ever they fought like wood men, so that there was never knights seen fight more fiercely than they did; for Sir Blamore was so hasty that he would have no rest, that all men wondered that they had breath to stand on their feet; and all the place was bloody that they fought in. And at the last, Sir Tristram smote Sir Blamore such a buffet upon the helm that he there fell down upon his side, and Sir Tristram stood and beheld him.
Then Sir Bleoberis said to his brother, Sir Blamore: "Dear brother, remember our lineage and who Sir Launcelot du Lake is. We are just cousins, and none of our family has ever been shamed in battle; I'd rather die than be dishonored." Blamore replied, "Don't doubt me, brother. I will never bring shame to my blood; though that knight is known to be one of the best, I won’t give up or say that awful word. He might knock me down with his strength and skill, but he’ll have to kill me before I back down as a coward." "Good luck," said Sir Bleoberis, "because you’ll find him the strongest knight you've ever faced, and I know this from experience." "God help me," said Sir Blamore de Ganis. With that, he took his horse from one end of the arena, and Sir Tristram took his from the other. They readied their lances and charged at each other like thunder; Sir Tristram hit Sir Blamore so hard that both he and his horse fell to the ground. Immediately, Sir Blamore got off his horse, drew his sword, and tossed his shield in front of him, challenging Sir Tristram to dismount: "Even if my horse has failed me, I trust the ground won't." Then Sir Tristram dismounted and prepared for battle; they clashed fiercely, exchanging blows with incredible intensity. The kings and knights watching were amazed at how they could still stand, as they fought like wild men, with no knights having ever battled more fiercely. Sir Blamore was so relentless, refusing to take a break, that everyone wondered how they managed to keep their feet. The ground where they fought was drenched in blood. Eventually, Sir Tristram struck Sir Blamore such a blow to the helmet that he fell to his side, and Sir Tristram paused to look at him.
CHAPTER XXIII.
How Sir Blamore desired Tristram
to slay him, and how Sir Tristram spared him, and how they took
appointment.
Then when Sir Blamore might speak, he said thus: Sir Tristram de Liones, I require thee, as thou art a noble knight, and the best knight that ever I found, that thou wilt slay me out, for I would not live to be made lord of all the earth, for I have liefer die with worship than live with shame; and needs, Sir Tristram, thou must slay me, or else thou shalt never win the field, for I will never say the loath word. And therefore if thou dare slay me, slay me, I require thee. When Sir Tristram heard him say so knightly, he wist not what to do with him; he remembering him of both parties, of what blood he was come, and for Sir Launcelot’s sake he would be loath to slay him; and in the other party in no wise he might not choose, but that he must make him to say the loath word, or else to slay him.
Then when Sir Blamore could speak, he said this: Sir Tristram de Liones, I ask you, as you are a noble knight and the best knight I have ever encountered, to kill me, for I would rather die than live to be the lord of all the earth. I would prefer to die with honor than to live with shame; and truly, Sir Tristram, you must kill me, or else you will never win the field, for I will never say the hated word. So if you dare to kill me, then do it, I ask you. When Sir Tristram heard him speak so nobly, he didn’t know what to do. He remembered both sides, the bloodline Sir Blamore came from, and for Sir Launcelot’s sake, he would be reluctant to kill him. On the other hand, he had no choice but to make him say the hated word, or else to kill him.
Then Sir Tristram stert aback, and went to the kings that were judges, and there he kneeled down to-fore them, and besought them for their worships, and for King Arthur’s and Sir Launcelot’s sake, that they would take this matter in their hands. For, my fair lords, said Sir Tristram, it were shame and pity that this noble knight that yonder lieth should be slain; for ye hear well, shamed will he not be, and I pray to God that he never be slain nor shamed for me. And as for the king for whom I fight for, I shall require him, as I am his true champion and true knight in this field, that he will have mercy upon this good knight. So God me help, said King Anguish, I will for your sake; Sir Tristram, be ruled as ye will have me, for I know you for my true knight; and therefore I will heartily pray the kings that be here as judges to take it in their hands. And the kings that were judges called Sir Bleoberis to them, and asked him his advice. My lords, said Bleoberis, though my brother be beaten, and hath the worse through might of arms, I dare say, though Sir Tristram hath beaten his body he hath not beaten his heart, and I thank God he is not shamed this day; and rather than he should be shamed I require you, said Bleoberis, let Sir Tristram slay him out. It shall not be so, said the kings, for his part adversary, both the king and the champion, have pity of Sir Blamore’s knighthood. My lords, said Bleoberis, I will right well as ye will.
Then Sir Tristram stepped back and approached the kings who were judges. He knelt before them and begged, for their honor and for the sake of King Arthur and Sir Launcelot, that they would take this matter into their own hands. "My dear lords," said Sir Tristram, "it would be a shame and a pity for this noble knight lying there to be killed; for you can see, he will not be ashamed, and I pray to God that he is never slain or shamed because of me. As for the king I fight for, I will ask him, as I am his true champion and knight in this field, to have mercy on this good knight." "God help me," said King Anguish, "I will do it for your sake; Sir Tristram, guide me as you wish, for I know you to be my true knight, and therefore I will sincerely ask the kings here as judges to take it up." The kings who were judges called Sir Bleoberis to them and asked for his advice. "My lords," said Bleoberis, "even if my brother has been beaten and is at a disadvantage due to strength, I believe that although Sir Tristram has bested his body, he has not defeated his spirit, and I thank God that he is not ashamed today. And rather than he be shamed, I urge you," said Bleoberis, "to let Sir Tristram finish him off." "That will not happen," said the kings, "for his opponent, both the king and the champion, have compassion for Sir Blamore's knighthood." "My lords," said Bleoberis, "I will do as you wish."
Then the kings called the King of Ireland, and found him goodly and treatable. And then, by all their advices, Sir Tristram and Sir Bleoberis took up Sir Blamore, and the two brethren were accorded with King Anguish, and kissed and made friends for ever. And then Sir Blamore and Sir Tristram kissed together, and there they made their oaths that they would never none of them two brethren fight with Sir Tristram, and Sir Tristram made the same oath. And for that gentle battle all the blood of Sir Launcelot loved Sir Tristram for ever.
Then the kings called the King of Ireland and found him agreeable and easy to talk to. After discussing it together, Sir Tristram and Sir Bleoberis took up Sir Blamore, and the two brothers made peace with King Anguish, kissing and becoming friends for life. Then Sir Blamore and Sir Tristram kissed each other, and there they swore an oath that neither of them would fight with Sir Tristram, and Sir Tristram took the same oath. Because of that honorable battle, all of Sir Launcelot's blood loved Sir Tristram forever.
Then King Anguish and Sir Tristram took their leave, and sailed into Ireland with great noblesse and joy. So when they were in Ireland the king let make it known throughout all the land how and in what manner Sir Tristram had done for him. Then the queen and all that there were made the most of him that they might. But the joy that La Beale Isoud made of Sir Tristram there might no tongue tell, for of all men earthly she loved him most.
Then King Anguish and Sir Tristram said their goodbyes and set sail for Ireland with great nobility and excitement. Once they arrived in Ireland, the king made it known throughout the land how Sir Tristram had helped him. The queen and everyone there did everything they could to honor him. However, no words could describe the joy La Beale Isoud felt for Sir Tristram, as he was the man she loved more than anyone else in the world.
CHAPTER XXIV.
How Sir Tristram demanded La Beale
Isoud for King Mark, and how Sir Tristram and Isoud drank the love drink.
Then upon a day King Anguish asked Sir Tristram why he asked not his boon, for whatsomever he had promised him he should have it without fail. Sir, said Sir Tristram, now is it time; this is all that I will desire, that ye will give me La Beale Isoud, your daughter, not for myself, but for mine uncle, King Mark, that shall have her to wife, for so have I promised him. Alas, said the king, I had liefer than all the land that I have ye would wed her yourself. Sir, an I did then I were shamed for ever in this world, and false of my promise. Therefore, said Sir I Tristram, I pray you hold your promise that ye promised me; for this is my desire, that ye will give me La Beale Isoud to go with me into Cornwall for to be wedded to King Mark, mine uncle. As for that, said King Anguish, ye shall have her with you to do with her what it please you; that is for to say if that ye list to wed her yourself, that is me liefest, and if ye will give her unto King Mark, your uncle, that is in your choice. So, to make short conclusion, La Beale Isoud was made ready to go with Sir Tristram, and Dame Bragwaine went with her for her chief gentlewoman, with many other.
One day, King Anguish asked Sir Tristram why he hadn't made his request yet, since whatever he promised him, he would receive without fail. Sir Tristram replied, "Now is the time; all I want is for you to give me La Beale Isoud, your daughter, not for myself, but for my uncle, King Mark, who will take her as his wife, as I have promised him." The king said, "I would rather have you marry her yourself than have all the land I own." Sir Tristram responded, "If I did, I would be shamed forever in this world and break my promise. Therefore, I ask you to keep your promise to me; my request is that you give me La Beale Isoud to take with me to Cornwall to marry my uncle, King Mark." King Anguish said, "You can take her with you to do as you wish; if you want to marry her yourself, that would please me the most. If you prefer to give her to King Mark, that is your choice." In short, La Beale Isoud was prepared to go with Sir Tristram, and Dame Bragwaine accompanied her as her chief lady-in-waiting, along with many others.
Then the queen, Isoud’s mother, gave to her and Dame Bragwaine, her daughter’s gentlewoman, and unto Gouvernail, a drink, and charged them that what day King Mark should wed, that same day they should give him that drink, so that King Mark should drink to La Beale Isoud, and then, said the queen, I undertake either shall love other the days of their life. So this drink was given unto Dame Bragwaine, and unto Gouvernail. And then anon Sir Tristram took the sea, and La Beale Isoud; and when they were in their cabin, it happed so that they were thirsty, and they saw a little flasket of gold stand by them, and it seemed by the colour and the taste that it was noble wine. Then Sir Tristram took the flasket in his hand, and said, Madam Isoud, here is the best drink that ever ye drank, that Dame Bragwaine, your maiden, and Gouvernail, my servant, have kept for themselves. Then they laughed and made good cheer, and either drank to other freely, and they thought never drink that ever they drank to other was so sweet nor so good. But by that their drink was in their bodies, they loved either other so well that never their love departed for weal neither for woe. And thus it happed the love first betwixt Sir Tristram and La Beale Isoud, the which love never departed the days of their life.
Then the queen, Isoud’s mother, gave her, Dame Bragwaine, her daughter’s lady-in-waiting, and Gouvernail a drink, and instructed them that on the day King Mark got married, they should give him that drink. This way, King Mark would drink to La Beale Isoud, and the queen said, I promise they will love each other for the rest of their lives. So this drink was given to Dame Bragwaine and Gouvernail. Soon after, Sir Tristram took to the sea with La Beale Isoud; and when they were in their cabin, they happened to be thirsty. They noticed a small golden flask nearby, and it appeared from its color and taste that it contained fine wine. Sir Tristram picked up the flask and said, Madam Isoud, here’s the best drink you’ve ever had, which Dame Bragwaine, your maid, and Gouvernail, my servant, saved for themselves. They both laughed and enjoyed themselves, drinking to each other freely, feeling that no drink they ever shared tasted as sweet or as good. But once the drink was in their systems, they loved each other so deeply that their love never wavered, through good times and bad. Thus began the love between Sir Tristram and La Beale Isoud, a love that lasted for the rest of their lives.
So then they sailed till by fortune they came nigh a castle that hight Pluere, and thereby arrived for to repose them, weening to them to have had good harbourage. But anon as Sir Tristram was within the castle they were taken prisoners; for the custom of the castle was such; who that rode by that castle and brought any lady, he must needs fight with the lord, that hight Breunor. And if it were so that Breunor won the field, then should the knight stranger and his lady be put to death, what that ever they were; and if it were so that the strange knight won the field of Sir Breunor, then should he die and his lady both. This custom was used many winters, for it was called the Castle Pluere, that is to say the Weeping Castle.
So they sailed until, by chance, they came close to a castle called Pluere, and they arrived there to rest, thinking they would find good shelter. But as soon as Sir Tristram was inside the castle, they were taken captive; for the custom of the castle was such that anyone who rode by with a lady had to fight the lord, named Breunor. If Breunor won the battle, the stranger knight and his lady would be put to death, no matter who they were; and if the stranger knight defeated Sir Breunor, then both he and his lady would die. This custom had been in place for many years, and it was known as Castle Pluere, which means the Weeping Castle.
CHAPTER XXV.
How Sir Tristram and Isoud were in
prison, and how he fought for her beauty, and smote off another lady’s
head.
Thus as Sir Tristram and La Beale Isoud were in prison, it happed a knight and a lady came unto them where they were, to cheer them. I have marvel, said Tristram unto the knight and the lady, what is the cause the lord of this castle holdeth us in prison: it was never the custom of no place of worship that ever I came in, when a knight and a lady asked harbour, and they to receive them, and after to destroy them that be his guests. Sir, said the knight, this is the old custom of this castle, that when a knight cometh here he must needs fight with our lord, and he that is weaker must lose his head. And when that is done, if his lady that he bringeth be fouler than our lord’s wife, she must lose her head: and if she be fairer proved than is our lady, then shall the lady of this castle lose her head. So God me help, said Sir Tristram, this is a foul custom and a shameful. But one advantage have I, said Sir Tristram, I have a lady is fair enough, fairer saw I never in all my life-days, and I doubt not for lack of beauty she shall not lose her head; and rather than I should lose my head I will fight for it on a fair field. Wherefore, sir knight, I pray you tell your lord that I will be ready as to-morn with my lady, and myself to do battle, if it be so I may have my horse and mine armour. Sir, said that knight, I undertake that your desire shall be sped right well. And then he said: Take your rest, and look that ye be up betimes and make you ready and your lady, for ye shall want no thing that you behoveth. And therewith he departed, and on the morn betimes that same knight came to Sir Tristram, and fetched him out and his lady, and brought him horse and armour that was his own, and bade him make him ready to the field, for all the estates and commons of that lordship were there ready to behold that battle and judgment.
So, while Sir Tristram and La Beale Isoud were in prison, a knight and a lady came to visit them to offer some comfort. Tristram said to the knight and lady, “I wonder why the lord of this castle is keeping us imprisoned. I’ve never seen any place of worship where a knight and a lady ask for shelter and then end up being treated like this.” The knight replied, “It's an old custom of this castle that whenever a knight arrives, he must fight our lord. The weaker fighter loses his head. After that, if the lady he brings is less beautiful than our lord’s wife, she loses her head. But if she’s more beautiful, then our lady will lose hers.” Tristram exclaimed, “By God, this is a terrible and shameful custom. However, I do have one advantage: my lady is beautiful—I've never seen anyone more lovely in my life—and I’m sure that because of her beauty, she won't lose her head. And rather than lose mine, I will fight for it on a fair field. Therefore, knight, please inform your lord that I’ll be ready tomorrow with my lady and I’m prepared to battle, as long as I have my horse and armor.” The knight replied, “I assure you, your request will be fulfilled.” Then he said, “Get some rest, and be up early to get ready with your lady, for you'll lack nothing you need.” After that, he left, and the next morning, early on, that same knight returned to fetch Sir Tristram and his lady. He brought them a horse and armor that belonged to him and told him to prepare for the field because the entire court and people of that lordship were gathered to witness the battle and judgment.
Then came Sir Breunor, the lord of that castle, with his lady in his hand, muffled, and asked Sir Tristram where was his lady: For an thy lady be fairer than mine, with thy sword smite off my lady’s head; and if my lady be fairer than thine, with my sword I must strike off her head. And if I may win thee, yet shall thy lady be mine, and thou shalt lose thy head. Sir, said Tristram, this is a foul custom and horrible; and rather than my lady should lose her head, yet had I liefer lose my head. Nay, nay, said Sir Breunor, the ladies shall be first showed together, and the one shall have her judgment. Nay, I will not so, said Sir Tristram, for here is none that will give righteous judgment. But I doubt not, said Sir Tristram, my lady is fairer than thine, and that will I prove and make good with my hand. And whosomever he be that will say the contrary I will prove it on his head. And therewith Sir Tristram showed La Beale Isoud, and turned her thrice about with his naked sword in his hand. And when Sir Breunor saw that, he did the same wise turn his lady. But when Sir Breunor beheld La Beale Isoud, him thought he saw never a fairer lady, and then he dread his lady’s head should be off. And so all the people that were there present gave judgment that La Beale Isoud was the fairer lady and the better made. How now, said Sir Tristram, meseemeth it were pity that my lady should lose her head, but because thou and she of long time have used this wicked custom, and by you both have many good knights and ladies been destroyed, for that cause it were no loss to destroy you both. So God me help, said Sir Breunor, for to say the sooth, thy lady is fairer than mine, and that me sore repenteth. And so I hear the people privily say, for of all women I saw none so fair; and therefore, an thou wilt slay my lady, I doubt not but I shall slay thee and have thy lady. Thou shalt win her, said Sir Tristram, as dear as ever knight won lady. And because of thine own judgment, as thou wouldst have done to my lady if that she had been fouler, and because of the evil custom, give me thy lady, said Sir Tristram. And therewithal Sir Tristram strode unto him and took his lady from him, and with an awk stroke he smote off her head clean. Well, knight, said Sir Breunor, now hast thou done me a despite.
Then Sir Breunor, the lord of that castle, came in with his lady by his side, covered up, and asked Sir Tristram where his lady was. He said, "If your lady is prettier than mine, then with your sword, cut off my lady's head; but if my lady is prettier than yours, then I’ll have to cut off her head with my sword. If I can capture you, your lady will be mine, and you will lose your head." Sir Tristram replied, "Sir, that's a terrible and horrible custom; I’d rather lose my head than let my lady lose hers." "No, no," said Sir Breunor, "the ladies should be shown together first, and then one will make the judgment." "I won’t do that," said Sir Tristram, "because no one here will give a fair judgment. But I’m sure my lady is more beautiful than yours, and I will prove it with my own hands. Anyone who disagrees, I’ll prove it on his head." With that, Sir Tristram presented La Beale Isoud and turned her around three times with his naked sword in hand. When Sir Breunor saw that, he did the same with his lady. But when Sir Breunor looked at La Beale Isoud, he thought he had never seen a fairer lady, and he started to worry that his lady's head would be taken off. All the people present then declared that La Beale Isoud was the prettier lady and better made. "Well, now," said Sir Tristram, "it seems a shame for my lady to lose her head, but because you both have long upheld this wicked custom, and because many good knights and ladies have suffered because of you, it wouldn't be a loss to get rid of you both." "So help me God," said Sir Breunor, "to tell the truth, your lady is prettier than mine, and that pains me. I hear people saying the same, for I have seen no one fairer than her; so if you kill my lady, I won’t hesitate to kill you and take yours." "You'll win her," said Sir Tristram, "as dearly as any knight has ever won a lady. And because of your own judgment, just as you would have done to my lady if she were less beautiful, and because of this bad custom, give me your lady," said Sir Tristram. With that, Sir Tristram stepped forward, took his lady from him, and with one swift stroke, cleanly cut off her head. "Well, knight," said Sir Breunor, "now you’ve done me a great injustice."
CHAPTER XXVI.
How Sir Tristram fought with Sir
Breunor, and at the last smote off his head.
Now take thine horse: sithen I am ladyless I will win thy lady an I may.
Now take your horse: since I am without a lady, I will try to win your lady if I can.
Then they took their horses and came together as it had been the thunder; and Sir Tristram smote Sir Breunor clean from his horse, and lightly he rose up; and as Sir Tristram came again by him he thrust his horse throughout both the shoulders, that his horse hurled here and there and fell dead to the ground. And ever Sir Breunor ran after to have slain Sir Tristram, but Sir Tristram was light and nimble, and voided his horse lightly. And or ever Sir Tristram might dress his shield and his sword the other gave him three or four sad strokes. Then they rushed together like two boars, tracing and traversing mightily and wisely as two noble knights. For this Sir Breunor was a proved knight, and had been or then the death of many good knights, that it was pity that he had so long endured.
Then they took their horses and came together like thunder; and Sir Tristram knocked Sir Breunor off his horse, and he got back up quickly. As Sir Tristram passed by him again, he drove his horse through both shoulders, causing it to buck wildly and fall dead to the ground. Sir Breunor kept chasing after Sir Tristram to kill him, but Sir Tristram was light and quick, easily avoiding his horse. Before Sir Tristram could ready his shield and sword, Sir Breunor landed three or four hard blows. Then they charged at each other like two wild boars, wrestling and maneuvering fiercely and skillfully like two noble knights. Sir Breunor was a seasoned knight and had participated in the deaths of many good knights before his own demise, making it unfortunate that he had lasted so long.
Thus they fought, hurling here and there nigh two hours, and either were wounded sore. Then at the last Sir Breunor rashed upon Sir Tristram and took him in his arms, for he trusted much in his strength. Then was Sir Tristram called the strongest and the highest knight of the world; for he was called bigger than Sir Launcelot, but Sir Launcelot was better breathed. So anon Sir Tristram thrust Sir Breunor down grovelling, and then he unlaced his helm and struck off his head. And then all they that longed to the castle came to him, and did him homage and fealty, praying him that he would abide there still a little while to fordo that foul custom. Sir Tristram granted thereto. The meanwhile one of the knights of the castle rode unto Sir Galahad, the haut prince, the which was Sir Breunor’s son, which was a noble knight, and told him what misadventure his father had and his mother.
So they fought, throwing themselves around for nearly two hours, and both were badly wounded. Finally, Sir Breunor charged at Sir Tristram and picked him up, trusting in his own strength. At that moment, Sir Tristram was called the strongest and greatest knight in the world; people said he was bigger than Sir Launcelot, but Sir Launcelot was better conditioned. Then Sir Tristram pushed Sir Breunor down to the ground, removed his helmet, and took off his head. After that, everyone who belonged to the castle came to him, paying their respects and loyalty, asking him to stay a little longer to put an end to that terrible custom. Sir Tristram agreed. Meanwhile, one of the knights from the castle rode to Sir Galahad, the noble prince and son of Sir Breunor, and told him what had happened to his father and mother.
CHAPTER XXVII.
How Sir Galahad fought with Sir
Tristram, and how Sir Tristram yielded him and promised to fellowship with
Launcelot.
Then came Sir Galahad, and the King with the Hundred Knights with him; and this Sir Galahad proffered to fight with Sir Tristram hand for hand. And so they made them ready to go unto battle on horseback with great courage. Then Sir Galahad and Sir Tristram met together so hard that either bare other down, horse and all, to the earth. And then they avoided their horses as noble knights, and dressed their shields, and drew their swords with ire and rancour, and they lashed together many sad strokes, and one while striking, another while foining, tracing and traversing as noble knights; thus they fought long, near half a day, and either were sore wounded. At the last Sir Tristram waxed light and big, and doubled his strokes, and drove Sir Galahad aback on the one side and on the other, so that he was like to have been slain.
Then Sir Galahad arrived, accompanied by the King and a hundred knights. Sir Galahad offered to battle Sir Tristram in a one-on-one fight. They prepared themselves for combat on horseback, filled with determination. When Sir Galahad and Sir Tristram clashed, it was such a fierce encounter that they both fell to the ground, horses and all. They quickly got off their horses like true knights, squared their shields, and drew their swords, filled with anger and determination. They exchanged many powerful blows, alternating between striking and thrusting, moving skillfully like noble knights. They fought for a long time, almost half a day, and both were badly injured. Eventually, Sir Tristram grew stronger and more ferocious, increasing his strikes and pushing Sir Galahad back from side to side, putting him in serious danger of being defeated.
With that came the King with the Hundred Knights, and all that fellowship went fiercely upon Sir Tristram. When Sir Tristram saw them coming upon him, then he wist well he might not endure. Then as a wise knight of war, he said to Sir Galahad, the haut prince: Sir, ye show to me no knighthood, for to suffer all your men to have ado with me all at once; and as meseemeth ye be a noble knight of your hands it is great shame to you. So God me help, said Sir Galahad, there is none other way but thou must yield thee to me, other else to die, said Sir Galahad to Sir Tristram. I will rather yield me to you than die for that is more for the might of your men than of your hands. And therewithal Sir Tristram took his own sword by the point, and put the pommel in the hand of Sir Galahad.
With that, the King with the Hundred Knights arrived, and all his followers charged fiercely at Sir Tristram. When Sir Tristram saw them coming, he realized he couldn’t hold out against them. So, as a wise warrior, he said to Sir Galahad, the high prince: "Sir, you’re not showing any chivalry by letting all your men come at me at once; it seems to me that as a noble knight, this is a great shame for you." "So help me God," said Sir Galahad, "there's no other way but for you to surrender to me, or else face death." Sir Tristram replied, "I’d rather surrender to you than die, since that’s more about the strength of your men than your own skill." With that, Sir Tristram took his own sword by the blade and handed the hilt to Sir Galahad.
Therewithal came the King with the Hundred Knights, and hard began to assail Sir Tristram. Let be, said Sir Galahad, be ye not so hardy to touch him, for I have given this knight his life. That is your shame, said the King with the Hundred Knights; hath he not slain your father and your mother? As for that, said Sir Galahad, I may not wite him greatly, for my father had him in prison, and enforced him to do battle with him; and my father had such a custom that was a shameful custom, that what knight came there to ask harbour his lady must needs die but if she were fairer than my mother; and if my father overcame that knight he must needs die. This was a shameful custom and usage, a knight for his harbour-asking to have such harbourage. And for this custom I would never draw about him. So God me help, said the King, this was a shameful custom. Truly, said Sir Galahad, so seemed me; and meseemed it had been great pity that this knight should have been slain, for I dare say he is the noblest man that beareth life, but if it were Sir Launcelot du Lake. Now, fair knight, said Sir Galahad, I require thee tell me thy name, and of whence thou art, and whither thou wilt. Sir, he said, my name is Sir Tristram de Liones, and from King Mark of Cornwall I was sent on message unto King Anguish of Ireland, for to fetch his daughter to be his wife, and here she is ready to go with me into Cornwall, and her name is La Beale Isoud. And, Sir Tristram, said Sir Galahad, the haut prince, well be ye found in these marches, and so ye will promise me to go unto Sir Launcelot du Lake, and accompany with him, ye shall go where ye will, and your fair lady with you; and I shall promise you never in all my days shall such customs be used in this castle as have been used. Sir, said Sir Tristram, now I let you wit, so God me help, I weened ye had been Sir Launcelot du Lake when I saw you first, and therefore I dread you the more; and sir, I promise you, said Sir Tristram, as soon as I may I will see Sir Launcelot and in fellowship me with him; for of all the knights of the world I most desire his fellowship.
Then the King with the Hundred Knights arrived and started to attack Sir Tristram. “Stop,” said Sir Galahad, “don’t be so bold as to touch him, for I have given this knight his life.” “That’s your disgrace,” said the King with the Hundred Knights; “hasn’t he killed your father and mother?” “About that,” Sir Galahad replied, “I can’t blame him too much, for my father imprisoned him and forced him to fight; my father had a shameful custom. Any knight who came asking for shelter for his lady had to die unless she was more beautiful than my mother; and if my father defeated that knight, he had to die. This was a disgraceful custom for a knight seeking refuge. Because of this custom, I would never rally around him.” “By God, this was a disgraceful custom,” said the King. “Indeed,” said Sir Galahad, “it seems so to me; and it would have been a great pity if this knight had been killed, for I dare say he is the noblest man alive, aside from Sir Launcelot du Lake. Now, noble knight,” said Sir Galahad, “please tell me your name, where you’re from, and where you’re headed.” “Sir,” he replied, “my name is Sir Tristram de Liones, and I was sent by King Mark of Cornwall on a mission to King Anguish of Ireland, to bring his daughter back to be his wife. Here she is, ready to go with me to Cornwall, and her name is La Beale Isoud.” “And, Sir Tristram,” said Sir Galahad, “you are well met in these lands, and if you promise me to go to Sir Launcelot du Lake and join him, you can go wherever you like, and your beautiful lady with you; and I promise you that none of the customs that have been followed in this castle will be used again.” “Sir,” said Sir Tristram, “I would like you to know that, by God, I thought you were Sir Launcelot du Lake when I first saw you, and that’s why I fear you more. And, sir, I promise you that as soon as I can, I will seek out Sir Launcelot and join him; for among all the knights in the world, I most desire his company.”
CHAPTER XXVIII.
How Sir Launcelot met with Sir
Carados bearing away Sir Gawaine, and of the rescue of Sir Gawaine.
And then Sir Tristram took his leave when he saw his time, and took the sea. And in the meanwhile word came unto Sir Launcelot and to Sir Tristram that Sir Carados, the mighty king, that was made like a giant, fought with Sir Gawaine, and gave him such strokes that he swooned in his saddle, and after that he took him by the collar and pulled him out of his saddle, and fast bound him to the saddle-bow, and so rode his way with him toward his castle. And as he rode, by fortune Sir Launcelot met with Sir Carados, and anon he knew Sir Gawaine that lay bound after him. Ah, said Sir Launcelot unto Sir Gawaine, how stands it with you? Never so hard, said Sir Gawaine, unless that ye help me, for so God me help, without ye rescue me I know no knight that may, but outher you or Sir Tristram. Wherefore Sir Launcelot was heavy of Sir Gawaine’s words. And then Sir Launcelot bade Sir Carados: Lay down that knight and fight with me. Thou art but a fool, said Sir Carados, for I will serve you in the same wise. As for that, said Sir Launcelot, spare me not, for I warn thee I will not spare thee. And then he bound Sir Gawaine hand and foot, and so threw him to the ground. And then he gat his spear of his squire, and departed from Sir Launcelot to fetch his course. And so either met with other, and brake their spears to their hands; and then they pulled out swords, and hurtled together on horseback more than an hour. And at the last Sir Launcelot smote Sir Carados such a buffet upon the helm that it pierced his brain-pan. So then Sir Launcelot took Sir Carados by the collar and pulled him under his horse’s feet, and then he alighted and pulled off his helm and struck off his head. And then Sir Launcelot unbound Sir Gawaine. So this same tale was told to Sir Galahad and to Sir Tristram:—here may ye hear the nobleness that followeth Sir Launcelot. Alas, said Sir Tristram, an I had not this message in hand with this fair lady, truly I would never stint or I had found Sir Launcelot. Then Sir Tristram and La Beale Isoud went to the sea and came into Cornwall, and there all the barons met them.
And then Sir Tristram took his leave when he saw the right moment and went out to sea. Meanwhile, word reached Sir Launcelot and Sir Tristram that Sir Carados, the powerful king who looked like a giant, was fighting Sir Gawaine. He struck Gawaine so hard that he fainted in his saddle, and after that, he grabbed him by the collar and pulled him out of his saddle. He then tied him to the saddle-bow and rode off towards his castle with him. As he was riding, Sir Launcelot happened to encounter Sir Carados, and he quickly recognized Sir Gawaine tied up behind him. “Ah,” said Sir Launcelot to Sir Gawaine, “how are you doing?” “Never worse,” said Sir Gawaine, “unless you help me. I swear by God, if you don’t rescue me, I don’t know any knight who can, except for you or Sir Tristram.” This made Sir Launcelot feel heavy-hearted about Gawaine’s situation. Then Sir Launcelot challenged Sir Carados, “Drop that knight and fight me.” “You’re foolish,” said Sir Carados, “because I will do the same to you.” “In that case,” replied Sir Launcelot, “don’t hold back, because I warn you I won’t hold back either.” Then he bound Sir Gawaine’s hands and feet and threw him to the ground. After that, he took his spear from his squire and rode off to prepare for the charge. They eventually met each other, breaking their spears on impact, and then they pulled out their swords and battled on horseback for more than an hour. Finally, Sir Launcelot hit Sir Carados with such force on the helmet that it pierced his skull. Sir Launcelot then grabbed Sir Carados by the collar, pulled him under his horse’s feet, dismounted, removed his helmet, and decapitated him. After that, Sir Launcelot freed Sir Gawaine. This same story was shared with Sir Galahad and Sir Tristram: “Here you can see the nobility that follows Sir Launcelot.” “Alas,” said Sir Tristram, “if I didn’t have this message for this fair lady, I swear I wouldn’t stop until I found Sir Launcelot.” Then Sir Tristram and La Beale Isoud went to the sea and arrived in Cornwall, where all the barons gathered to meet them.
CHAPTER XXIX.
Of the wedding of King Mark to La
Beale Isoud, and of Bragwaine her maid, and of Palamides.
And anon they were richly wedded with great noblesse. But ever, as the French book saith, Sir Tristram and La Beale Isoud loved ever together. Then was there great jousts and great tourneying, and many lords and ladies were at that feast, and Sir Tristram was most praised of all other. Thus dured the feast long, and after the feast was done, within a little while after, by the assent of two ladies that were with Queen Isoud, they ordained for hate and envy for to destroy Dame Bragwaine, that was maiden and lady unto La Beale Isoud; and she was sent into the forest for to fetch herbs, and there she was met, and bound feet and hand to a tree, and so she was bounden three days. And by fortune, Sir Palamides found Dame Bragwaine, and there he delivered her from the death, and brought her to a nunnery there beside, for to be recovered. When Isoud the queen missed her maiden, wit ye well she was right heavy as ever was any queen, for of all earthly women she loved her best: the cause was for she came with her out of her country. And so upon a day Queen Isoud walked into the forest to put away her thoughts, and there she went herself unto a well and made great moan. And suddenly there came Palamides to her, and had heard all her complaint, and said: Madam Isoud, an ye will grant me my boon, I shall bring to you Dame Bragwaine safe and sound. And the queen was so glad of his proffer that suddenly unadvised she granted all his asking. Well, Madam, said Palamides, I trust to your promise, and if ye will abide here half an hour I shall bring her to you. I shall abide you, said La Beale Isoud. And Sir Palamides rode forth his way to that nunnery, and lightly he came again with Dame Bragwaine; but by her good will she would not have come again, because for love of the queen she stood in adventure of her life. Notwithstanding, half against her will, she went with Sir Palamides unto the queen. And when the queen saw her she was passing glad. Now, Madam, said Palamides, remember upon your promise, for I have fulfilled my promise. Sir Palamides, said the queen, I wot not what is your desire, but I will that ye wit, howbeit I promised you largely, I thought none evil, nor I warn you none evil will I do. Madam, said Sir Palamides, as at this time, ye shall not know my desire, but before my lord your husband there shall ye know that I will have my desire that ye have promised me. And therewith the queen departed, and rode home to the king, and Sir Palamides rode after her. And when Sir Palamides came before the king, he said: Sir King, I require you as ye be a righteous king, that ye will judge me the right. Tell me your cause, said the king, and ye shall have right.
And soon they were married with great nobility. But still, as the French book says, Sir Tristram and La Beale Isoud loved each other deeply. There were grand jousts and tournaments, and many lords and ladies attended that feast, with Sir Tristram being the most praised of all. The feast went on for a long time, and shortly after it ended, two ladies who were with Queen Isoud conspired out of jealousy to harm Dame Bragwaine, who was Isoud's maid. They sent her into the forest to gather herbs, where she was captured and tied to a tree for three days. By chance, Sir Palamides found Dame Bragwaine and rescued her from death, taking her to a nearby nunnery to recover. When Queen Isoud realized her maid was missing, she was heartbroken, as she loved her more than any other woman on earth, especially since she had come with her from her homeland. One day, Queen Isoud walked into the forest to clear her mind, and she went to a well, feeling very sad. Suddenly, Palamides came to her, having heard her lamenting, and said: “Madam Isoud, if you grant me my request, I will bring Dame Bragwaine back to you safe and sound.” The queen was so happy with his offer that, without thinking, she agreed to everything he asked. “Well, Madam,” said Palamides, “I trust in your promise, and if you will wait here for half an hour, I will bring her to you.” “I will wait for you,” said La Beale Isoud. Sir Palamides then rode off to the nunnery and quickly returned with Dame Bragwaine, although she didn't want to come back willingly because she risked her life out of love for the queen. Nevertheless, half unwillingly, she went with Sir Palamides to see the queen. When the queen saw her, she was overjoyed. “Now, Madam,” said Palamides, “remember your promise, for I have kept mine.” “Sir Palamides,” said the queen, “I don’t know what you want from me, but I want you to know that even though I promised you generously, I had no ill thoughts, nor will I do anything wrong.” “Madam,” said Sir Palamides, “for now, you will not know my desire, but before your husband the king, you shall know that I will have what you promised me.” With that, the queen left and rode home to the king, with Sir Palamides riding after her. When Sir Palamides stood before the king, he said: “Sir King, I ask you, as a rightful king, to judge me fairly.” “Tell me your case,” said the king, “and you will receive justice.”
CHAPTER XXX.
How Palamides demanded Queen Isoud,
and how Lambegus rode after to rescue her, and of the escape of Isoud.
Sir, said Palamides, I promised your Queen Isoud to bring again Dame Bragwaine that she had lost, upon this covenant, that she should grant me a boon that I would ask, and without grudging, outher advisement, she granted me. What say ye, my lady? said the king. It is as he saith, so God me help, said the queen; to say thee sooth I promised him his asking for love and joy that I had to see her. Well, Madam, said the king, and if ye were hasty to grant him what boon he would ask, I will well that ye perform your promise. Then, said Palamides, I will that ye wit that I will have your queen to lead her and govern her whereas me list. Therewith the king stood still, and bethought him of Sir Tristram, and deemed that he would rescue her. And then hastily the king answered: Take her with the adventures that shall fall of it, for as I suppose thou wilt not enjoy her no while. As for that, said Palamides, I dare right well abide the adventure. And so, to make short tale, Sir Palamides took her by the hand and said: Madam, grudge not to go with me, for I desire nothing but your own promise. As for that, said the queen, I fear not greatly to go with thee, howbeit thou hast me at advantage upon my promise, for I doubt not I shall be worshipfully rescued from thee. As for that, said Sir Palamides, be it as it be may. So Queen Isoud was set behind Palamides, and rode his way.
“Sir,” said Palamides, “I promised your Queen Isoud that I would bring back Dame Bragwaine, whom she had lost, on the condition that she grant me a favor that I would request. Without hesitation or any further discussion, she agreed. What do you say, my lady?” asked the king. “It is true, so help me God,” replied the queen; “to be honest, I promised him whatever he asked for the love and joy I felt in seeing her.” “Well, Madam,” said the king, “if you were quick to grant him whatever favor he desired, I fully expect you to keep your promise.” Then Palamides said, “I want you to know that I will take your queen to lead and manage her as I please.” At this, the king paused, thinking of Sir Tristram, and believed he would rescue her. Quickly, the king responded: “Take her along with the adventures that may come, for I suppose you won’t enjoy her for long.” “As for that,” said Palamides, “I’m more than willing to face the adventure.” To make a long story short, Sir Palamides took her by the hand and said, “Madam, don’t hold back from going with me, as I desire nothing but your own promise.” “For that,” said the queen, “I’m not particularly worried about going with you, even though you have me in a difficult spot regarding my promise, as I have no doubt I’ll be honorably rescued from you.” “As for that,” said Sir Palamides, “let it be as it may.” So Queen Isoud was placed behind Palamides, and they rode off.
Anon the king sent after Sir Tristram, but in no wise he could be found, for he was in the forest a-hunting; for that was always his custom, but if he used arms, to chase and to hunt in the forests. Alas, said the king, now I am shamed for ever, that by mine own assent my lady and my queen shall be devoured. Then came forth a knight, his name was Lambegus, and he was a knight of Sir Tristram. My lord, said this knight, sith ye have trust in my lord, Sir Tristram, wit ye well for his sake I will ride after your queen and rescue her, or else I shall be beaten. Gramercy, said the king, as I live, Sir Lambegus, I shall deserve it. And then Sir Lambegus armed him, and rode after as fast as he might. And then within a while he overtook Sir Palamides. And then Sir Palamides left the queen. What art thou, said Palamides, art thou Tristram? Nay, he said, I am his servant, and my name is Sir Lambegus. That me repenteth, said Palamides. I had liefer thou hadst been Sir Tristram. I believe you well, said Lambegus, but when thou meetest with Sir Tristram thou shalt have thy hands full. And then they hurtled together and all to-brast their spears, and then they pulled out their swords, and hewed on helms and hauberks. At the last Sir Palamides gave Sir Lambegus such a wound that he fell down like a dead knight to the earth.
Soon the king sent for Sir Tristram, but he couldn't be found anywhere because he was out hunting in the forest, which was his usual pastime, aside from fighting. "Alas," said the king, "I’m forever ashamed that, with my own consent, my lady and queen will be taken away." Then a knight named Lambegus stepped forward; he was one of Sir Tristram's knights. "My lord," said this knight, "since you trust Sir Tristram, know that for his sake, I will ride after your queen and rescue her, or I will be beaten." "Thanks," said the king, "as I live, Sir Lambegus, you will deserve it." Then Sir Lambegus geared up and rode off as fast as he could. Shortly after, he caught up with Sir Palamides, who had abandoned the queen. "Who are you?" Palamides asked. "Are you Tristram?" "No," he replied, "I am his servant, and my name is Sir Lambegus." "I regret to hear that," said Palamides. "I would have preferred you to be Sir Tristram. I believe you," said Lambegus, "but when you meet Sir Tristram, you’ll have your hands full." They charged at each other, shattering their lances, and then drew their swords, striking at each other’s helmets and armor. In the end, Sir Palamides dealt Sir Lambegus such a blow that he fell to the ground like a dead knight.
Then he looked after La Beale Isoud, and then she was gone he nist where. Wit ye well Sir Palamides was never so heavy. So the queen ran into the forest, and there she found a well, and therein she had thought to have drowned herself. And as good fortune would, there came a knight to her that had a castle thereby, his name was Sir Adtherp. And when he found the queen in that mischief he rescued her, and brought her to his castle. And when he wist what she was he armed him, and took his horse, and said he would be avenged upon Palamides; and so he rode on till he met with him, and there Sir Palamides wounded him sore, and by force he made him to tell him the cause why he did battle with him, and how he had led the queen unto his castle. Now bring me there, said Palamides, or thou shalt die of my hands. Sir, said Sir Adtherp, I am so wounded I may not follow, but ride you this way and it shall bring you into my castle, and there within is the queen. Then Sir Palamides rode still till he came to the castle. And at a window La Beale Isoud saw Sir Palamides; then she made the gates to be shut strongly. And when he saw he might not come within the castle, he put off his bridle and his saddle, and put his horse to pasture, and set himself down at the gate like a man that was out of his wit that recked not of himself.
Then he looked after La Beale Isoud, and once she was gone, he didn't know where. You can be sure Sir Palamides was never so sad. The queen ran into the forest, where she found a well, and she had thought about drowning herself there. But as luck would have it, a knight named Sir Adtherp, who had a castle nearby, came upon her. When he saw the queen in such despair, he rescued her and brought her to his castle. Once he realized who she was, he got ready for battle, mounted his horse, and declared he would take revenge on Palamides. He rode on until he found him, and there Sir Palamides seriously injured him. By force, he made Sir Adtherp reveal why he was fighting him and how he had brought the queen to his castle. "Now take me there," said Palamides, "or I'll kill you." "Sir," replied Sir Adtherp, "I'm too wounded to follow you, but if you ride this way, it will take you to my castle, and the queen is inside." So Sir Palamides rode on until he reached the castle. At a window, La Beale Isoud saw Sir Palamides and ordered the gates to be shut tightly. When he realized he couldn't get into the castle, he removed his bridle and saddle, let his horse graze, and sat down at the gate like a man out of his mind, not caring about himself.
CHAPTER XXXI.
How Sir Tristram rode after
Palamides, and how he found him and fought with him, and by the means of Isoud
the battle ceased.
Now turn we unto Sir Tristram, that when he was come home and wist La Beale Isoud was gone with Sir Palamides, wit ye well he was wroth out of measure. Alas, said Sir Tristram, I am this day shamed. Then he cried to Gouvernail his man: Haste thee that I were armed and on horseback, for well I wot Lambegus hath no might nor strength to withstand Sir Palamides: alas that I have not been in his stead! So anon as he was armed and horsed Sir Tristram and Gouvernail rode after into the forest, and within a while he found his knight Lambegus almost wounded to the death; and Sir Tristram bare him to a forester, and charged him to keep him well. And then he rode forth, and there he found Sir Adtherp sore wounded, and he told him how the queen would have drowned herself had he not been, and how for her sake and love he had taken upon him to do battle with Sir Palamides. Where is my lady? said Sir Tristram. Sir, said the knight, she is sure enough within my castle, an she can hold her within it. Gramercy, said Sir Tristram, of thy great goodness. And so he rode till he came nigh to that castle; and then Sir Tristram saw where Sir Palamides sat at the gate sleeping, and his horse pastured fast afore him. Now go thou, Gouvernail, said Sir Tristram, and bid him awake, and make him ready. So Gouvernail rode unto him and said: Sir Palamides, arise, and take to thee thine harness. But he was in such a study he heard not what Gouvernail said. So Gouvernail came again and told Sir Tristram he slept, or else he was mad. Go thou again, said Sir Tristram, and bid him arise, and tell him that I am here, his mortal foe. So Gouvernail rode again and put upon him the butt of his spear, and said: Sir Palamides, make thee ready, for wit ye well Sir Tristram hoveth yonder, and sendeth thee word he is thy mortal foe. And therewithal Sir Palamides arose stilly, without words, and gat his horse, and saddled him and bridled him, and lightly he leapt upon, and gat his spear in his hand, and either feutred their spears and hurtled fast together; and there Tristram smote down Sir Palamides over his horse’s tail. Then lightly Sir Palamides put his shield afore him and drew his sword. And there began strong battle on both parts, for both they fought for the love of one lady, and ever she lay on the walls and beheld them how they fought out of measure, and either were wounded passing sore, but Palamides was much sorer wounded. Thus they fought tracing and traversing more than two hours, that well-nigh for dole and sorrow La Beale Isoud swooned. Alas, she said, that one I loved and yet do, and the other I love not, yet it were great pity that I should see Sir Palamides slain; for well I know by that time the end be done Sir Palamides is but a dead knight: because he is not christened I would be loath that he should die a Saracen. And therewithal she came down and besought Sir Tristram to fight no more. Ah, madam, said he, what mean you, will ye have me shamed? Well ye know I will be ruled by you. I will not your dishonour, said La Beale Isoud, but I would that ye would for my sake spare this unhappy Saracen Palamides. Madam, said Sir Tristram, I will leave fighting at this time for your sake. Then she said to Sir Palamides: This shall be your charge, that thou shalt go out of this country while I am therein. I will obey your commandment, said Sir Palamides, the which is sore against my will. Then take thy way, said La Beale Isoud, unto the court of King Arthur, and there recommend me unto Queen Guenever, and tell her that I send her word that there be within this land but four lovers, that is, Sir Launcelot du Lake and Queen Guenever, and Sir Tristram de Liones and Queen Isoud.
Now let's turn to Sir Tristram. When he got home and realized that La Beale Isoud had left with Sir Palamides, he was extremely angry. “Alas,” said Sir Tristram, “I am ashamed today.” He called to his servant Gouvernail, “Hurry and get me armed and on horseback, because I know Lambegus has no strength to face Sir Palamides. I wish I had been in his place!” As soon as he was dressed in armor and mounted, Sir Tristram and Gouvernail rode into the forest, and soon found his knight Lambegus nearly dead from wounds. Sir Tristram took him to a forester and instructed him to take good care of him. Then he continued riding and found Sir Adtherp badly wounded. He told Tristram how the queen would have drowned herself if not for him, and how he had challenged Sir Palamides out of love for her. “Where is my lady?” asked Sir Tristram. “Sir,” replied the knight, “she is safe in my castle, if she can remain there.” “Thank you for your kindness,” said Sir Tristram, and he rode closer to the castle. There, he saw Sir Palamides sleeping at the gate, with his horse grazing nearby. “Gouvernail, go wake him up and make him ready,” Sir Tristram instructed. Gouvernail rode over and said, “Sir Palamides, wake up and get your armor on.” But he seemed so lost in thought that he didn’t hear Gouvernail. So Gouvernail returned and told Sir Tristram that Palamides was either asleep or mad. “Go back,” said Sir Tristram, “and tell him to get up and that I am here, his mortal enemy.” Gouvernail went again, poked him with the butt of his spear, and said, “Sir Palamides, get ready; Sir Tristram is over there and sends word that he is your enemy.” Then, Sir Palamides quietly got up, without saying a word. He saddled his horse, mounted quickly, took his spear, and they both charged at each other and clashed hard; Sir Tristram knocked Sir Palamides off his horse. Then quickly, Sir Palamides raised his shield and drew his sword. A fierce battle began between them, both fighting for the love of the same lady. She watched from the castle walls, seeing them fight fiercely, and both were wounded badly, but Palamides was more seriously hurt. They continued to battle for over two hours, to the point that La Beale Isoud nearly fainted from worry. “Alas,” she said, “I love one and still do, and the other I don’t love at all, yet it would be a shame to see Sir Palamides killed. I know by the time it ends that Sir Palamides will be a dead knight: because he is not baptized, I would hate for him to die a Saracen.” With that, she stepped down and pleaded with Sir Tristram to stop fighting. “Ah, madam,” said he, “what do you mean? Do you want me to be shamed? You know I will do what you say.” “I don’t want your dishonor,” said La Beale Isoud, “but I wish you would spare this unfortunate Saracen Palamides for my sake.” “Madam,” said Sir Tristram, “I will stop fighting this time for you.” Then she addressed Sir Palamides: “This is your charge: you must leave this country while I am here.” “I will obey your command,” said Sir Palamides, “even though it goes against my will.” “Then go,” said La Beale Isoud, “to King Arthur's court and send my regards to Queen Guenever. Tell her that I send word there are only four lovers in this land: Sir Launcelot du Lake and Queen Guenever, and Sir Tristram de Liones and Queen Isoud.”
CHAPTER XXXII.
How Sir Tristram brought Queen
Isoud home, and of the debate of King Mark and Sir Tristram.
And so Sir Palamides departed with great heaviness. And Sir Tristram took the queen and brought her again to King Mark, and then was there made great joy of her home-coming. Who was cherished but Sir Tristram! Then Sir Tristram let fetch Sir Lambegus, his knight, from the forester’s house, and it was long or he was whole, but at the last he was well recovered. Thus they lived with joy and play a long while. But ever Sir Andred, that was nigh cousin to Sir Tristram, lay in a watch to wait betwixt Sir Tristram and La Beale Isoud, for to take them and slander them. So upon a day Sir Tristram talked with La Beale Isoud in a window, and that espied Sir Andred, and told it to the King. Then King Mark took a sword in his hand and came to Sir Tristram, and called him false traitor, and would have stricken him. But Sir Tristram was nigh him, and ran under his sword, and took it out of his hand. And then the King cried: Where are my knights and my men? I charge you slay this traitor. But at that time there was not one would move for his words. When Sir Tristram saw that there was not one would be against him, he shook the sword to the king, and made countenance as though he would have stricken him. And then King Mark fled, and Sir Tristram followed him, and smote upon him five or six strokes flatling on the neck, that he made him to fall upon the nose. And then Sir Tristram yede his way and armed him, and took his horse and his man, and so he rode into that forest.
And so Sir Palamides left with a heavy heart. Sir Tristram took the queen back to King Mark, and there was great joy over her return. But who was cherished most? Sir Tristram! Then Sir Tristram had his knight, Sir Lambegus, brought from the forester’s house, and it took a while for him to recover, but eventually, he got better. They lived happily and enjoyed themselves for a long time. However, Sir Andred, who was a close relative of Sir Tristram, lay in wait to catch Sir Tristram and La Beale Isoud together and to slander them. One day, Sir Tristram was talking to La Beale Isoud at a window, which Sir Andred saw and reported to the King. Then King Mark took up a sword and came to Sir Tristram, calling him a false traitor and attempting to strike him. But Sir Tristram was quick and ducked under the sword, grabbing it from his hand. The King shouted: Where are my knights and my men? I command you to kill this traitor. But at that moment, no one moved a muscle at his command. When Sir Tristram realized that no one would stand against him, he brandished the sword at the king, pretending like he would strike him. Then King Mark fled, and Sir Tristram chased after him, landing five or six blows on the back of his neck, causing him to fall on his face. After that, Sir Tristram went on his way, armed himself, took his horse and his man, and rode into the forest.
And there upon a day Sir Tristram met with two brethren that were knights with King Mark, and there he struck off the head of the one, and wounded the other to the death; and he made him to bear his brother’s head in his helm unto the king, and thirty more there he wounded. And when that knight came before the king to say his message, he there died afore the king and the queen. Then King Mark called his council unto him, and asked advice of his barons what was best to do with Sir Tristram. Sir, said the barons, in especial Sir Dinas, the Seneschal, Sir, we will give you counsel for to send for Sir Tristram, for we will that ye wit many men will hold with Sir Tristram an he were hard bestead. And sir, said Sir Dinas, ye shall understand that Sir Tristram is called peerless and makeless of any Christian knight, and of his might and hardiness we knew none so good a knight, but if it be Sir Launcelot du Lake. And if he depart from your court and go to King Arthur’s court, wit ye well he will get him such friends there that he will not set by your malice. And therefore, sir, I counsel you to take him to your grace. I will well, said the king, that he be sent for, that we may be friends. Then the barons sent for Sir Tristram under a safe conduct. And so when Sir Tristram came to the king he was welcome, and no rehearsal was made, and there was game and play. And then the king and the queen went a-hunting, and Sir Tristram.
One day, Sir Tristram encountered two knights who were brothers and part of King Mark's retinue. He killed one of them and severely injured the other. He made the surviving brother carry his sibling's head in his helmet to the king, and he also wounded thirty other knights. When the wounded knight presented himself before the king to deliver his message, he died right in front of the king and queen. King Mark then summoned his council and asked his barons what to do about Sir Tristram. "Sir," said the barons, especially Sir Dinas, the Seneschal, "we advise you to send for Sir Tristram because many will support him if he finds himself in a tough situation. And sir," continued Sir Dinas, "you should know that Sir Tristram is considered unmatched among Christian knights, and we do not know a better knight in terms of strength and bravery, except perhaps Sir Launcelot du Lake. If he leaves your court and goes to King Arthur's court, he will gain such allies that your hostility will mean nothing to him. Therefore, sir, I suggest you treat him kindly." "I agree," said the king. "Let's send for him so we can be at peace." The barons sent for Sir Tristram under a safe conduct. When Sir Tristram arrived before the king, he was welcomed, and there were no hard feelings; they enjoyed games and festivities together. Then the king and queen went out hunting along with Sir Tristram.
CHAPTER XXXIII.
How Sir Lamorak jousted with
thirty knights, and Sir Tristram at the request of King Mark smote his horse
down.
The king and the queen made their pavilions and their tents in that forest beside a river, and there was daily hunting and jousting, for there were ever thirty knights ready to joust unto all them that came in at that time. And there by fortune came Sir Lamorak de Galis and Sir Driant; and there Sir Driant jousted right well, but at the last he had a fall. Then Sir Lamorak proffered to joust. And when he began he fared so with the thirty knights that there was not one of them but that he gave him a fall, and some of them were sore hurt. I marvel, said King Mark, what knight he is that doth such deeds of arms. Sir, said Sir Tristram, I know him well for a noble knight as few now be living, and his name is Sir Lamorak de Galis. It were great shame, said the king, that he should go thus away, unless that some of you meet with him better. Sir, said Sir Tristram, meseemeth it were no worship for a noble man to have ado with him: and for because at this time he hath done over much for any mean knight living, therefore, as meseemeth, it were great shame and villainy to tempt him any more at this time, insomuch as he and his horse are weary both; for the deeds of arms that he hath done this day, an they be well considered, it were enough for Sir Launcelot du Lake. As for that, said King Mark, I require you, as ye love me and my lady the queen, La Beale Isoud, take your arms and joust with Sir Lamorak de Galis. Sir, said Sir Tristram, ye bid me do a thing that is against knighthood, and well I can deem that I shall give him a fall, for it is no mastery, for my horse and I be fresh both, and so is not his horse and he; and wit ye well that he will take it for great unkindness, for ever one good knight is loath to take another at disadvantage; but because I will not displease you, as ye require me so will I do, and obey your commandment.
The king and queen set up their pavilions and tents in the forest by the river, and every day there was hunting and jousting, with thirty knights ready to compete against anyone who showed up. One day, by chance, Sir Lamorak de Galis and Sir Driant arrived; Sir Driant jousted well but eventually fell. Then Sir Lamorak offered to joust. When he started, he performed so well against the thirty knights that he knocked them all down, and some of them were seriously hurt. "I wonder," King Mark said, "who this knight is that accomplishes such feats." "Sir," replied Sir Tristram, "I know him well as a noble knight, one of the few still alive, and his name is Sir Lamorak de Galis. It would be a great shame," the king said, "for him to leave like this unless one of you can best him." "Sir," said Sir Tristram, "it seems to me it would not be honorable for a noble man to challenge him right now; given what he has done today, he has achieved more than any average knight. It would be both shameful and dishonorable to push him further, considering he and his horse are both tired. The feats he has accomplished today would be enough for Sir Launcelot du Lake." "In that case," King Mark insisted, "I ask you, as you love me and my lady the queen, La Beale Isoud, to take your armor and joust with Sir Lamorak de Galis." "Sir," replied Sir Tristram, "you are asking me to do something against the code of knighthood. I can tell I’ll likely bring him down since my horse and I are both fresh, unlike him. You should know that he would see it as great unkindness because a true knight is always reluctant to challenge another at a disadvantage. But because I don’t want to displease you, I will do as you ask and obey your command."
And so Sir Tristram armed him and took his horse, and put him forth, and there Sir Lamorak met him mightily, and what with the might of his own spear, and of Sir Tristram’s spear, Sir Lamorak’s horse fell to the earth, and he sitting in the saddle. Then anon as lightly as he might he avoided the saddle and his horse, and put his shield afore him and drew his sword. And then he bade Sir Tristram: Alight, thou knight, an thou durst. Nay, said Sir Tristram, I will no more have ado with thee, for I have done to thee over much unto my dishonour and to thy worship. As for that, said Sir Lamorak, I can thee no thank; since thou hast for-jousted me on horseback I require thee and I beseech thee, an thou be Sir Tristram, fight with me on foot. I will not so, said Sir Tristram; and wit ye well my name is Sir Tristram de Liones, and well I know ye be Sir Lamorak de Galis, and this that I have done to you was against my will, but I was required thereto; but to say that I will do at your request as at this time, I will have no more ado with you, for me shameth of that I have done. As for the shame, said Sir Lamorak, on thy part or on mine, bear thou it an thou wilt, for though a mare’s son hath failed me, now a queen’s son shall not fail thee; and therefore, an thou be such a knight as men call thee, I require thee, alight, and fight with me. Sir Lamorak, said Sir Tristram, I understand your heart is great, and cause why ye have, to say thee sooth; for it would grieve me an any knight should keep him fresh and then to strike down a weary knight, for that knight nor horse was never formed that alway might stand or endure. And therefore, said Sir Tristram, I will not have ado with you, for me forthinketh of that I have done. As for that, said Sir Lamorak, I shall quit you, an ever I see my time.
And so Sir Tristram got himself ready, mounted his horse, and set off, where he encountered Sir Lamorak powerfully. With the strength of both their spears, Sir Lamorak's horse fell to the ground with him still in the saddle. Then, as quickly as he could, he got off his horse, raised his shield, and drew his sword. He challenged Sir Tristram, saying, "Get down, knight, if you dare." Sir Tristram replied, "No, I don’t want to fight you anymore. I've already done too much for my dishonor and your honor." To this, Sir Lamorak said, "I’m not grateful for that; since you have unhorsed me, I demand and beseech you, if you are truly Sir Tristram, to fight with me on foot." Sir Tristram responded, "I won't do that. And just so you know, I am Sir Tristram de Liones, and I know that you are Sir Lamorak de Galis. What I did to you was against my will, but I was forced into it. However, I won’t meet your request this time because I feel ashamed of what I’ve done." Sir Lamorak replied, "As for shame, you can carry it if you want, for even if a mare’s son has failed me, a queen’s son shall not. So, if you are truly the knight everyone claims you to be, I ask you, get down and fight me." Sir Tristram said, "I can see you have a lot of spirit, and I understand why you say this; it would bother me if any knight fought a fresh opponent against a tired one, as no knight or horse can always stay fresh and endure. Therefore, I won’t engage with you because I regret what I’ve done." To that, Sir Lamorak said, "I'll get my revenge when the time is right."
CHAPTER XXXIV.
How Sir Lamorak sent an horn to
King Mark in despite of Sir Tristram, and how Sir Tristram was driven into a
chapel.
So he departed from him with Sir Driant, and by the way they met with a knight that was sent from Morgan le Fay unto King Arthur; and this knight had a fair horn harnessed with gold, and the horn had such a virtue that there might no lady nor gentlewoman drink of that horn but if she were true to her husband, and if she were false she should spill all the drink, and if she were true to her lord she might drink peaceable. And because of the Queen Guenever, and in the despite of Sir Launcelot, this horn was sent unto King Arthur; and by force Sir Lamorak made that knight to tell all the cause why he bare that horn. Now shalt thou bear this horn, said Lamorak, unto King Mark, or else choose thou to die for it; for I tell thee plainly, in despite and reproof of Sir Tristram thou shalt bear that horn unto King Mark, his uncle, and say thou to him that I sent it him for to assay his lady, and if she be true to him he shall prove her. So the knight went his way unto King Mark, and brought him that rich horn, and said that Sir Lamorak sent it him, and thereto he told him the virtue of that horn. Then the king made Queen Isoud to drink thereof, and an hundred ladies, and there were but four ladies of all those that drank clean. Alas, said King Mark, this is a great despite, and sware a great oath that she should be burnt and the other ladies.
So he left with Sir Driant, and along the way, they encountered a knight sent by Morgan le Fay to King Arthur. This knight carried a beautiful horn adorned with gold, which had a magical property: no lady or gentlewoman could drink from it unless she was faithful to her husband; if she was unfaithful, she would spill all the drink, while a loyal woman could drink peacefully. This horn was sent to King Arthur because of Queen Guenever and to spite Sir Launcelot. Sir Lamorak compelled the knight to reveal the reason he carried the horn. "Now you will take this horn to King Mark," Lamorak said, "or choose to die for it; I tell you plainly, to defy and insult Sir Tristram, you will deliver this horn to King Mark, his uncle, and tell him that I sent it to test his lady, and if she is true to him, he will find out." The knight proceeded to King Mark, presenting the valuable horn and explaining its magical property. The king had Queen Isoud and a hundred ladies drink from it, but only four of them drank it without spilling. "Alas," said King Mark, "this is a great insult," and he swore a terrible oath that she and the other ladies should be burned.
Then the barons gathered them together, and said plainly they would not have those ladies burnt for an horn made by sorcery, that came from as false a sorceress and witch as then was living. For that horn did never good, but caused strife and debate, and always in her days she had been an enemy to all true lovers. So there were many knights made their avow, an ever they met with Morgan le Fay, that they would show her short courtesy. Also Sir Tristram was passing wroth that Sir Lamorak sent that horn unto King Mark, for well he knew that it was done in the despite of him. And therefore he thought to quite Sir Lamorak.
Then the barons came together and stated clearly that they would not allow those ladies to be burned for a horn created by sorcery, coming from a deceitful sorceress and witch who was the worst alive at that time. That horn never brought any good; it only caused conflict and arguments, and throughout her life, she had always been an enemy to all true lovers. So many knights vowed that whenever they encountered Morgan le Fay, they would treat her with coldness. Sir Tristram was particularly furious that Sir Lamorak had sent that horn to King Mark, as he knew it was done out of spite towards him. Therefore, he planned to get back at Sir Lamorak.
Then Sir Tristram used daily and nightly to go to Queen Isoud when he might, and ever Sir Andred his cousin watched him night and day for to take him with La Beale Isoud. And so upon a night Sir Andred espied the hour and the time when Sir Tristram went to his lady. Then Sir Andred gat unto him twelve knights, and at midnight he set upon Sir Tristram secretly and suddenly and there Sir Tristram was taken naked abed with La Beale Isoud, and then was he bound hand and foot, and so was he kept until day. And then by the assent of King Mark, and of Sir Andred, and of some of the barons, Sir Tristram was led unto a chapel that stood upon the sea rocks, there for to take his judgment: and so he was led bounden with forty knights. And when Sir Tristram saw that there was none other boot but needs that he must die, then said he: Fair lords, remember what I have done for the country of Cornwall, and in what jeopardy I have been in for the weal of you all; for when I fought for the truage of Cornwall with Sir Marhaus, the good knight, I was promised for to be better rewarded, when ye all refused to take the battle; therefore, as ye be good gentle knights, see me not thus shamefully to die, for it is shame to all knighthood thus to see me die; for I dare say, said Sir Tristram, that I never met with no knight but I was as good as he, or better. Fie upon thee, said Sir Andred, false traitor that thou art, with thine avaunting; for all thy boast thou shalt die this day. O Andred, Andred, said Sir Tristram, thou shouldst be my kinsman, and now thou art to me full unfriendly, but an there were no more but thou and I, thou wouldst not put me to death. No! said Sir Andred, and therewith he drew his sword, and would have slain him.
Then Sir Tristram would go to Queen Isoud every day and night whenever he could, and his cousin Sir Andred was always watching him to catch him with La Beale Isoud. One night, Sir Andred noticed the time when Sir Tristram went to see his lady. So, he gathered twelve knights, and at midnight, he ambushed Sir Tristram secretly and suddenly, finding him in bed with La Beale Isoud. Sir Tristram was then bound hand and foot and kept that way until morning. By the agreement of King Mark, Sir Andred, and some of the barons, Sir Tristram was led to a chapel on the sea cliffs to face his judgment, still bound and accompanied by forty knights. When Sir Tristram realized there was no way out except to die, he said: “Noble lords, remember what I have done for Cornwall and the dangers I faced for your well-being; when I fought for the tribute of Cornwall against Sir Marhaus, the noble knight, I was promised better rewards while you all refused to battle. Therefore, as good knights, don’t let me die so shamefully; it would be a disgrace for all knighthood to see me perish like this. I dare say,” said Sir Tristram, “I’ve never met a knight I wasn’t as good as or better than.” “Shame on you,” said Sir Andred, “you false traitor, with your bragging; despite your boasting, you will die today.” “Oh Andred, Andred,” said Sir Tristram, “you should be my kin, yet you act so unfriendly toward me. If it were just you and me, you wouldn’t put me to death.” “No!” said Sir Andred, and with that, he drew his sword and tried to kill him.
When Sir Tristram saw him make such countenance he looked upon both his hands that were fast bounden unto two knights, and suddenly he pulled them both to him, and unwrast his hands, and then he leapt unto his cousin, Sir Andred, and wrested his sword out of his hands; then he smote Sir Andred that he fell to the earth, and so Sir Tristram fought till that he had killed ten knights. So then Sir Tristram gat the chapel and kept it mightily. Then the cry was great, and the people drew fast unto Sir Andred, mo than an hundred. When Sir Tristram saw the people draw unto him, he remembered he was naked, and sperd fast the chapel door, and brake the bars of a window, and so he leapt out and fell upon the crags in the sea. And so at that time Sir Andred nor none of his fellows might get to him, at that time.
When Sir Tristram saw him make such a face, he looked at both his hands, which were tied to two knights, and suddenly he pulled them both toward him and freed his hands. Then he jumped to his cousin, Sir Andred, and wrested the sword from his grip; after that, he struck Sir Andred so hard that he fell to the ground, and Sir Tristram fought until he had killed ten knights. Then Sir Tristram took the chapel and defended it fiercely. The outcry was loud, and more than a hundred people rushed toward Sir Andred. When Sir Tristram saw the people approaching him, he remembered he was unprotected, quickly shut the chapel door, broke the bars of a window, and leaped out, landing on the crags by the sea. At that moment, neither Sir Andred nor any of his companions could reach him.
CHAPTER XXXV.
How Sir Tristram was holpen by his
men, and of Queen Isoud which was put in a lazar-cote, and how Tristram was
hurt.
So when they were departed, Gouvernail, and Sir Lambegus, and Sir Sentraille de Lushon, that were Sir Tristram’s men, sought their master. When they heard he was escaped then they were passing glad; and on the rocks they found him, and with towels they pulled him up. And then Sir Tristram asked them where was La Beale Isoud, for he weened she had been had away of Andred’s people. Sir, said Gouvernail, she is put in a lazar-cote. Alas, said Sir Tristram, this is a full ungoodly place for such a fair lady, and if I may she shall not be long there. And so he took his men and went thereas was La Beale Isoud, and fetched her away, and brought her into a forest to a fair manor, and Sir Tristram there abode with her. So the good knight bade his men go from him: For at this time I may not help you. So they departed all save Gouvernail. And so upon a day Sir Tristram yede into the forest for to disport him, and then it happened that there he fell sleep; and there came a man that Sir Tristram aforehand had slain his brother, and when this man had found him he shot him through the shoulder with an arrow, and Sir Tristram leapt up and killed that man. And in the meantime it was told King Mark how Sir Tristram and La Beale Isoud were in that same manor, and as soon as ever he might thither he came with many knights to slay Sir Tristram. And when he came there he found him gone; and there he took La Beale Isoud home with him, and kept her strait that by no means never she might wit nor send unto Tristram, nor he unto her. And then when Sir Tristram came toward the old manor he found the track of many horses, and thereby he wist his lady was gone. And then Sir Tristram took great sorrow, and endured with great pain long time, for the arrow that he was hurt withal was envenomed.
So when they left, Gouvernail, Sir Lambegus, and Sir Sentraille de Lushon, who were Sir Tristram’s men, searched for their master. When they learned he had escaped, they were very happy; they found him on the rocks and helped him up with towels. Then Sir Tristram asked them where La Beale Isoud was, as he thought she had been taken by Andred’s men. “Sir,” said Gouvernail, “she is placed in a leper's house.” “Alas,” said Sir Tristram, “this is a terrible place for such a beautiful lady, and if I can help it, she won’t stay there long.” So he took his men and went to where La Beale Isoud was, rescued her, and brought her to a lovely manor in a forest, where Sir Tristram stayed with her. The good knight told his men to leave him: “Right now, I can’t help you.” So they all left except for Gouvernail. One day, Sir Tristram went into the forest to relax, and while he was there, he fell asleep. A man arrived who had previously lost his brother to Sir Tristram, and when he found him, he shot Sir Tristram in the shoulder with an arrow. Sir Tristram jumped up and killed that man. Meanwhile, King Mark was informed that Sir Tristram and La Beale Isoud were at that same manor, and as soon as he could, he came there with many knights to kill Sir Tristram. When he arrived, he found Sir Tristram had already left; so he took La Beale Isoud back home and kept her locked up, ensuring she couldn’t contact Tristram or he her. When Sir Tristram returned to the old manor, he noticed the tracks of many horses and realized his lady was gone. Sir Tristram was deeply saddened and suffered greatly for a long time because the arrow that had struck him was poisoned.
Then by the mean of La Beale Isoud she told a lady that was cousin unto Dame Bragwaine, and she came to Sir Tristram, and told him that he might not be whole by no means. For thy lady, La Beale Isoud, may not help thee, therefore she biddeth you haste into Brittany to King Howel, and there ye shall find his daughter, Isoud la Blanche Mains, and she shall help thee. Then Sir Tristram and Gouvernail gat them shipping, and so sailed into Brittany. And when King Howel wist that it was Sir Tristram he was full glad of him. Sir, he said, I am come into this country to have help of your daughter, for it is told me that there is none other may heal me but she; and so within a while she healed him.
Then through La Beale Isoud, she informed a lady who was a cousin of Dame Bragwaine, and she came to Sir Tristram, telling him that he couldn’t be healed by any means. For your lady, La Beale Isoud, cannot help you, so she urges you to hurry to Brittany to King Howel, and there you will find his daughter, Isoud la Blanche Mains, who will assist you. Then Sir Tristram and Gouvernail got a ship and sailed to Brittany. When King Howel realized it was Sir Tristram, he was very glad to see him. "Sir," he said, "I have come to this land to seek help from your daughter, for I have been told that no one else can heal me but her," and soon after, she healed him.
CHAPTER XXXVI.
How Sir Tristram served in war
King Howel of Brittany, and slew his adversary in the field.
There was an earl that hight Grip, and this earl made great war upon the king, and put the king to the worse, and besieged him. And on a time Sir Kehydius, that was son to King Howel, as he issued out he was sore wounded, nigh to the death. Then Gouvernail went to the king and said: Sir, I counsel you to desire my lord, Sir Tristram, as in your need to help you. I will do by your counsel, said the king. And so he yede unto Sir Tristram, and prayed him in his wars to help him: For my son, Sir Kehydius, may not go into the field. Sir, said Sir Tristram, I will go to the field and do what I may. Then Sir Tristram issued out of the town with such fellowship as he might make, and did such deeds that all Brittany spake of him. And then, at the last, by great might and force, he slew the Earl Grip with his own hands, and more than an hundred knights he slew that day. And then Sir Tristram was received worshipfully with procession. Then King Howel embraced him in his arms, and said: Sir Tristram, all my kingdom I will resign to thee. God defend, said Sir Tristram, for I am beholden unto you for your daughter’s sake to do for you.
There was an earl named Grip, and he waged a fierce war against the king, putting him in a tough position and besieging him. One day, Sir Kehydius, the son of King Howel, ventured out and was gravely wounded, close to death. Then Gouvernail approached the king and said, "Sir, I suggest you ask my lord, Sir Tristram, to help you in your time of need." "I will follow your advice," replied the king. So he went to Sir Tristram and requested his assistance in battle: "For my son, Sir Kehydius, cannot fight." "Sir," said Sir Tristram, "I will go to the battlefield and do what I can." Then Sir Tristram left the town with as many allies as he could gather, performing such heroic deeds that everyone in Brittany spoke of him. Eventually, through great strength and skill, he killed Earl Grip with his own hands and defeated over a hundred knights that day. Sir Tristram was then welcomed back with honor and a grand procession. King Howel embraced him and said, "Sir Tristram, I will give you my entire kingdom." "God forbid," replied Sir Tristram, "for I owe you my service for the sake of your daughter."
Then by the great means of King Howel and Kehydius his son, by great proffers, there grew great love betwixt Isoud and Sir Tristram, for that lady was both good and fair, and a woman of noble blood and fame. And for because Sir Tristram had such cheer and riches, and all other pleasaunce that he had, almost he had forsaken La Beale Isoud. And so upon a time Sir Tristram agreed to wed Isoud la Blanche Mains. And at the last they were wedded, and solemnly held their marriage. And so when they were abed both Sir Tristram remembered him of his old lady La Beale Isoud. And then he took such a thought suddenly that he was all dismayed, and other cheer made he none but with clipping and kissing; as for other fleshly lusts Sir Tristram never thought nor had ado with her: such mention maketh the French book; also it maketh mention that the lady weened there had been no pleasure but kissing and clipping. And in the meantime there was a knight in Brittany, his name was Suppinabiles, and he came over the sea into England, and then he came into the court of King Arthur, and there he met with Sir Launcelot du Lake, and told him of the marriage of Sir Tristram. Then said Sir Launcelot: Fie upon him, untrue knight to his lady, that so noble a knight as Sir Tristram is should be found to his first lady false, La Beale Isoud, Queen of Cornwall; but say ye him this, said Sir Launcelot, that of all knights in the world I loved him most, and had most joy of him, and all was for his noble deeds; and let him wit the love between him and me is done for ever, and that I give him warning from this day forth as his mortal enemy.
Then, thanks to King Howel and his son Kehydius, a strong bond formed between Isoud and Sir Tristram, as she was both beautiful and noble, known for her lineage and reputation. Because of Sir Tristram's wealth and charm, he nearly forgot La Beale Isoud. Eventually, Sir Tristram agreed to marry Isoud la Blanche Mains, and they held a grand wedding. However, once they were in bed together, Sir Tristram couldn't stop thinking about his former love, La Beale Isoud. This sudden realization left him distressed, and he showed no affection other than holding and kissing; he didn't entertain any other desires. The French text notes that Isoud believed their love consisted only of kissing and hugging. Meanwhile, a knight named Suppinabiles from Brittany traveled across the sea to England and arrived at King Arthur's court, where he met Sir Launcelot du Lake and informed him of Sir Tristram's marriage. Sir Launcelot responded, "Shame on him, an untrue knight to his lady, that someone as noble as Sir Tristram could betray his first love, La Beale Isoud, Queen of Cornwall. But tell him this," said Sir Launcelot, "out of all knights, I loved him the most and found the greatest joy in his company because of his noble deeds. From this day forward, let him know that the bond between us is over, and I declare myself his mortal enemy."
CHAPTER XXXVII.
How Sir Suppinabiles told Sir
Tristram how he was defamed in the court of King Arthur, and of Sir
Lamorak.
Then departed Sir Suppinabiles unto Brittany again, and there he found Sir Tristram, and told him that he had been in King Arthur’s court. Then said Sir Tristram: Heard ye anything of me? So God me help, said Sir Suppinabiles, there I heard Sir Launcelot speak of you great shame, and that ye be a false knight to your lady and he bade me do you to wit that he will be your mortal enemy in every place where he may meet you. That me repenteth, said Tristram, for of all knights I loved to be in his fellowship. So Sir Tristram made great moan and was ashamed that noble knights should defame him for the sake of his lady. And in this meanwhile La Beale Isoud made a letter unto Queen Guenever, complaining her of the untruth of Sir Tristram, and how he had wedded the king’s daughter of Brittany. Queen Guenever sent her another letter, and bade her be of good cheer, for she should have joy after sorrow, for Sir Tristram was so noble a knight called, that by crafts of sorcery ladies would make such noble men to wed them. But in the end, Queen Guenever said, it shall be thus, that he shall hate her, and love you better than ever he did to-fore.
Then Sir Suppinabiles left for Brittany again, and there he found Sir Tristram. He told him that he had been at King Arthur's court. Sir Tristram asked, "Did you hear anything about me?" "To God, I swear," replied Sir Suppinabiles, "there I heard Sir Launcelot speak of you with great shame, claiming you are a false knight to your lady, and he told me to let you know he will be your mortal enemy wherever he meets you." "That's unfortunate," said Tristram, "for of all knights, I loved being in his company." So Sir Tristram lamented greatly and felt ashamed that noble knights would defame him over his lady. Meanwhile, La Beale Isoud wrote a letter to Queen Guenever, complaining about the dishonesty of Sir Tristram and how he had married the king's daughter of Brittany. Queen Guenever replied with another letter, telling her to stay hopeful because joy would come after sorrow. She noted that Sir Tristram was such a noble knight that sorcery could lead ladies to make noble men marry them. But in the end, Queen Guenever stated, it shall be thus: he will hate her and love you more than he ever did before.
So leave we Sir Tristram in Brittany, and speak we of Sir Lamorak de Galis, that as he sailed his ship fell on a rock and perished all, save Sir Lamorak and his squire; and there he swam mightily, and fishers of the Isle of Servage took him up, and his squire was drowned, and the shipmen had great labour to save Sir Lamorak’s life, for all the comfort that they could do.
So let's leave Sir Tristram in Brittany and talk about Sir Lamorak de Galis. As he was sailing, his ship hit a rock and everyone perished except for Sir Lamorak and his squire. He swam with great strength, and fishermen from the Isle of Servage rescued him, but his squire drowned. The crew worked really hard to save Sir Lamorak’s life, doing everything they could.
And the lord of that isle, hight Sir Nabon le Noire, a great mighty giant. And this Sir Nabon hated all the knights of King Arthur’s, and in no wise he would do them favour. And these fishers told Sir Lamorak all the guise of Sir Nabon; how there came never knight of King Arthur’s but he destroyed him. And at the last battle that he did was slain Sir Nanowne le Petite, the which he put to a shameful death in despite of King Arthur, for he was drawn limb-meal. That forthinketh me, said Sir Lamorak, for that knight’s death, for he was my cousin; and if I were at mine ease as well as ever I was, I would revenge his death. Peace, said the fishers, and make here no words, for or ever ye depart from hence Sir Nabon must know that ye have been here, or else we should die for your sake. So that I be whole, said Lamorak, of my disease that I have taken in the sea, I will that ye tell him that I am a knight of King Arthur’s, for I was never afeard to reneye my lord.
And the lord of that island, called Sir Nabon le Noire, was a powerful giant. Sir Nabon hated all of King Arthur’s knights and wouldn’t help them in any way. The fishermen told Sir Lamorak everything about Sir Nabon; how no knight from King Arthur’s court ever came to him without being destroyed. The last knight he killed was Sir Nanowne le Petite, whom he put to a shameful death out of spite for King Arthur, as he was drawn apart limb by limb. “I feel sorry for that knight’s death,” said Sir Lamorak, “because he was my cousin; and if I were feeling as well as I used to, I would avenge his death.” “Be quiet,” said the fishermen, “and don’t say anything, for before you leave here, Sir Nabon must know that you’ve been here, or else we’ll be in danger because of you.” “As long as I am healed from the sickness I caught at sea,” said Lamorak, “I want you to tell him that I am a knight of King Arthur’s, because I have never been afraid to renounce my lord.”
CHAPTER XXXVIII.
How Sir Tristram and his wife
arrived in Wales, and how he met there with Sir Lamorak.
Now turn we unto Sir Tristram, that upon a day he took a little barget, and his wife Isoud la Blanche Mains, with Sir Kehydius her brother, to play them in the coasts. And when they were from the land, there was a wind drove them in to the coast of Wales upon this Isle of Servage, whereas was Sir Lamorak, and there the barget all to-rove; and there Dame Isoud was hurt; and as well as they might they gat into the forest, and there by a well he saw Segwarides and a damosel. And then either saluted other. Sir, said Segwarides, I know you for Sir Tristram de Liones, the man in the world that I have most cause to hate, because ye departed the love between me and my wife; but as for that, said Sir Segwarides, I will never hate a noble knight for a light lady; and therefore, I pray you, be my friend, and I will be yours unto my power; for wit ye well ye are hard bestead in this valley, and we shall have enough to do either of us to succour other. And then Sir Segwarides brought Sir Tristram to a lady thereby that was born in Cornwall, and she told him all the perils of that valley, and how there came never knight there but he were taken prisoner or slain. Wit you well, fair lady, said Sir Tristram, that I slew Sir Marhaus and delivered Cornwall from the truage of Ireland, and I am he that delivered the King of Ireland from Sir Blamore de Ganis, and I am he that beat Sir Palamides; and wit ye well I am Sir Tristram de Liones, that by the grace of God shall deliver this woful Isle of Servage. So Sir Tristram was well eased.
Now let’s turn to Sir Tristram, who one day took a small boat with his wife Isoud la Blanche Mains and her brother Sir Kehydius to enjoy themselves along the coast. Once they were away from shore, a strong wind blew them to the coast of Wales, to the Isle of Servage, where Sir Lamorak was. The boat was completely wrecked, and Dame Isoud was hurt. As best as they could, they made their way into the forest, where by a well, Sir Tristram saw Segwarides and a damsel. They greeted each other. “Sir,” said Segwarides, “I recognize you as Sir Tristram de Liones, the person I have the most reason to despise, because you caused the end of my love with my wife. But despite that,” said Sir Segwarides, “I will never hate a noble knight over a fickle lady. So, I ask you to be my friend, and I will be yours as best I can; for you should know you are in dire straits in this valley, and we will both have enough to do to help each other.” Then Sir Segwarides led Sir Tristram to a lady nearby, who was from Cornwall, and she told him about all the dangers of that valley, explaining how no knight who entered there ever escaped without being captured or killed. “You should know, fair lady,” said Sir Tristram, “that I killed Sir Marhaus and freed Cornwall from the tribute to Ireland, I rescued the King of Ireland from Sir Blamore de Ganis, and I defeated Sir Palamides; and you should know I am Sir Tristram de Liones, and by the grace of God, I will rescue this unfortunate Isle of Servage.” So, Sir Tristram felt reassured.
Then one told him there was a knight of King Arthur’s that was wrecked on the rocks. What is his name? said Sir Tristram. We wot not, said the fishers, but he keepeth it no counsel but that he is a knight of King Arthur’s, and by the mighty lord of this isle he setteth nought. I pray you, said Sir Tristram, an ye may, bring him hither that I may see him, and if he be any of the knights of Arthur’s I shall know him. Then the lady prayed the fishers to bring him to her place. So on the morrow they brought him thither in a fisher’s raiment; and as soon as Sir Tristram saw him he smiled upon him and knew him well, but he knew not Sir Tristram. Fair sir, said Sir Tristram, meseemeth by your cheer ye have been diseased but late, and also methinketh I should know you heretofore. I will well, said Sir Lamorak, that ye have seen me and met with me. Fair sir, said Sir Tristram, tell me your name. Upon a covenant I will tell you, said Sir Lamorak, that is, that ye will tell me whether ye be lord of this island or no, that is called Nabon le Noire. Forsooth, said Sir Tristram, I am not he, nor I hold not of him; I am his foe as well as ye be, and so shall I be found or I depart out of this isle. Well, said Sir Lamorak, since ye have said so largely unto me, my name is Sir Lamorak de Galis, son unto King Pellinore. Forsooth, I trow well, said Sir Tristram, for an ye said other I know the contrary. What are ye, said Sir Lamorak, that knoweth me? I am Sir Tristram de Liones. Ah, sir, remember ye not of the fall ye did give me once, and after ye refused me to fight on foot. That was not for fear I had of you, said Sir Tristram, but me shamed at that time to have more ado with you, for meseemed ye had enough; but, Sir Lamorak, for my kindness many ladies ye put to a reproof when ye sent the horn from Morgan le Fay to King Mark, whereas ye did this in despite of me. Well, said he, an it were to do again, so would I do, for I had liefer strife and debate fell in King Mark’s court rather than Arthur’s court, for the honour of both courts be not alike. As to that, said Sir Tristram, I know well; but that that was done it was for despite of me, but all your malice, I thank God, hurt not greatly. Therefore, said Sir Tristram, ye shall leave all your malice, and so will I, and let us assay how we may win worship between you and me upon this giant Sir Nabon le Noire that is lord of this island, to destroy him. Sir, said Sir Lamorak, now I understand your knighthood, it may not be false that all men say, for of your bounty, noblesse, and worship, of all knights ye are peerless, and for your courtesy and gentleness I showed you ungentleness, and that now me repenteth.
Then someone told him that a knight of King Arthur’s had been wrecked on the rocks. “What’s his name?” asked Sir Tristram. “We don’t know,” said the fishermen, “but he doesn’t keep it secret; he just says he’s a knight of King Arthur's, and he doesn’t care about the great lord of this island.” “Please,” said Sir Tristram, “if you can, bring him here so I can see him. If he’s one of Arthur’s knights, I’ll recognize him.” So the lady asked the fishermen to take him to her place. The next day, they brought him there dressed as a fisherman; as soon as Sir Tristram saw him, he smiled and recognized him, but the knight didn’t know Sir Tristram. “Good sir,” said Sir Tristram, “you seem to have been sick recently, and I feel like I should know you from before.” “I’m sure you’ve met me,” said Sir Lamorak. “Good sir, please tell me your name.” “On one condition, I’ll tell you,” said Sir Lamorak, “that you tell me whether you are the lord of this island called Nabon le Noire.” “Indeed,” said Sir Tristram, “I am not, nor do I serve him; I am his enemy just like you, and I will be until I leave this island.” “Alright,” said Sir Lamorak, “since you’ve been so open, my name is Sir Lamorak de Galis, son of King Pellinore.” “I believe you,” said Sir Tristram, “because if you said otherwise, I would know that wasn’t true. Who are you that knows me?” “I am Sir Tristram de Liones.” “Ah, sir, don’t you remember the fall you gave me once, and later you refused to fight me on foot?” “That was not out of fear of you,” said Sir Tristram, “but because I was embarrassed to have more trouble with you at that time; it seemed you had enough already. However, Sir Lamorak, because of my kindness, you caused many ladies to scorn me when you sent the horn from Morgan le Fay to King Mark, which you did out of spite toward me.” “Well,” he said, “if I had to do it again, I would do the same because I would prefer a fight or conflict to happen in King Mark’s court rather than Arthur’s court, since the honor of both courts isn’t the same.” “I know that well,” said Sir Tristram, “but what was done was out of spite toward me, and all your malice, thank God, hasn’t hurt too much. So, Sir Lamorak, let’s set aside our malice, and I’ll do the same, and let’s see how we can gain honor between the two of us by defeating this giant, Sir Nabon le Noire, who rules this island.” “Sir,” said Sir Lamorak, “now I understand your knighthood; it can’t be false what everyone says, for of your generosity, nobility, and honor, you are unmatched among all knights. For my lack of courtesy toward you, I regret it now.”
CHAPTER XXXIX.
How Sir Tristram fought with Sir
Nabon, and overcame him, and made Sir Segwarides lord of the isle.
In the meantime there came word that Sir Nabon had made a cry that all the people of that isle should be at his castle the fifth day after. And the same day the son of Nabon should be made knight, and all the knights of that valley and thereabout should be there to joust, and all those of the realm of Logris should be there to joust with them of North Wales: and thither came five hundred knights, and they of the country brought thither Sir Lamorak, and Sir Tristram, and Sir Kehydius, and Sir Segwarides, for they durst none otherwise do; and then Sir Nabon lent Sir Lamorak horse and armour at Sir Lamorak’s desire, and Sir Lamorak jousted and did such deeds of arms that Nabon and all the people said there was never knight that ever they saw do such deeds of arms; for, as the French book saith, he for-jousted all that were there, for the most part of five hundred knights, that none abode him in his saddle.
In the meantime, news came that Sir Nabon had called for all the people of that island to be at his castle five days later. On that same day, Nabon's son would be knighted, and all the knights from that valley and surrounding areas were to attend for a jousting tournament. Knights from the realm of Logris were also invited to joust against those from North Wales. Five hundred knights showed up, and the locals brought Sir Lamorak, Sir Tristram, Sir Kehydius, and Sir Segwarides because they had no choice. Sir Nabon then lent Sir Lamorak a horse and armor at his request, and Sir Lamorak jousted so impressively that Nabon and everyone present said they had never witnessed such incredible feats of arms. As the French book states, he unseated nearly all five hundred knights present; none could stay in their saddles against him.
Then Sir Nabon proffered to play with him his play: For I saw never no knight do so much upon a day. I will well, said Sir Lamorak, play as I may, but I am weary and sore bruised. And there either gat a spear, but Nabon would not encounter with Sir Lamorak, but smote his horse in the forehead, and so slew him; and then Sir Lamorak yede on foot, and turned his shield and drew his sword, and there began strong battle on foot. But Sir Lamorak was so sore bruised and short breathed, that he traced and traversed somewhat aback. Fair fellow, said Sir Nabon, hold thy hand and I shall show thee more courtesy than ever I showed knight, because I have seen this day thy noble knighthood, and therefore stand thou by, and I will wit whether any of thy fellows will have ado with me. Then when Sir Tristram heard that, he stepped forth and said: Nabon, lend me horse and sure armour, and I will have ado with thee. Well, fellow, said Sir Nabon, go thou to yonder pavilion, and arm thee of the best thou findest there, and I shall play a marvellous play with thee. Then said Sir Tristram: Look ye play well, or else peradventure I shall learn you a new play. That is well said, fellow, said Sir Nabon. So when Sir Tristram was armed as him liked best, and well shielded and sworded, he dressed to him on foot; for well he knew that Sir Nabon would not abide a stroke with a spear, therefore he would slay all knights’ horses. Now, fair fellow, Sir Nabon, let us play. So then they fought long on foot, tracing and traversing, smiting and foining long without any rest. At the last Sir Nabon prayed him to tell him his name. Sir Nabon, I tell thee my name is Sir Tristram de Liones, a knight of Cornwall under King Mark. Thou art welcome, said Sir Nabon, for of all knights I have most desired to fight with thee or with Sir Launcelot.
Then Sir Nabon offered to play his game with him: for I had never seen a knight do so much in a single day. "Fine," said Sir Lamorak, "I'll play as best as I can, but I'm tired and badly bruised." They both got a spear, but Nabon wouldn't face Sir Lamorak head-on; instead, he struck his horse in the forehead and killed it. So, Sir Lamorak got off and turned his shield, drawing his sword, and they began a fierce battle on foot. However, Sir Lamorak was so hurt and short of breath that he had to step back a bit. "Good man," said Sir Nabon, "hold your hand and I’ll show you more courtesy than I've ever shown to a knight. I've seen your noble knighthood today, so stand down, and I’ll see if any of your companions want to take me on." When Sir Tristram heard this, he stepped forward and said, "Nabon, lend me a horse and good armor, and I will challenge you." "Fine," said Sir Nabon, "go to that pavilion over there, suit yourself up in the best you can find, and I will put on a marvelous show for you." Then Sir Tristram replied, "Make sure you play well, or I might teach you a new game." "That’s well said, my friend," Sir Nabon responded. So, once Sir Tristram was suited up just as he liked, well-protected and armed, he approached on foot; for he knew that Sir Nabon wouldn’t take a hit with a spear, so he intended to take down all the knights’ horses. "Now, good man, Sir Nabon, let’s see what you’ve got." They then fought for a long time on foot, dodging and striking, battling continuously without rest. Finally, Sir Nabon asked him for his name. "Sir Nabon, my name is Sir Tristram de Liones, a knight of Cornwall under King Mark." "You are welcome," said Sir Nabon, "for you are the knight I have most wanted to fight, next to Sir Launcelot."
So then they went eagerly together, and Sir Tristram slew Sir Nabon, and so forthwith he leapt to his son, and struck off his head; and then all the country said they would hold of Sir Tristram. Nay, said Sir Tristram, I will not so; here is a worshipful knight, Sir Lamorak de Galis, that for me he shall be lord of this country, for he hath done here great deeds of arms. Nay, said Sir Lamorak, I will not be lord of this country, for I have not deserved it as well as ye, therefore give ye it where ye will, for I will none have. Well, said Sir Tristram, since ye nor I will not have it, let us give it to him that hath not so well deserved it. Do as ye list, said Segwarides, for the gift is yours, for I will none have an I had deserved it. So was it given to Segwarides, whereof he thanked them; and so was he lord, and worshipfully he did govern it. And then Sir Segwarides delivered all prisoners, and set good governance in that valley; and so he returned into Cornwall, and told King Mark and La Beale Isoud how Sir Tristram had advanced him to the Isle of Servage, and there he proclaimed in all Cornwall of all the adventures of these two knights, so was it openly known. But full woe was La Beale Isoud when she heard tell that Sir Tristram was wedded to Isoud la Blanche Mains.
So then they eagerly went together, and Sir Tristram killed Sir Nabon, and immediately he jumped to his son and beheaded him; and then everyone in the land said they would follow Sir Tristram. But Sir Tristram said, "No, I won't do that; here is a noble knight, Sir Lamorak de Galis, and he should be the lord of this land because he has accomplished great deeds of valor here." Sir Lamorak replied, "No, I won't be lord of this country, because I haven't earned it as well as you have, so give it to whoever you choose, as I don't want it." Sir Tristram said, "Well, since neither of us want it, let's give it to someone who hasn't earned it as well." Segwarides said, "Do as you please, since the gift is yours; I wouldn’t take it even if I had earned it." So it was given to Segwarides, and he thanked them; thus he became the lord and governed it honorably. Then Sir Segwarides released all the prisoners and established good order in that valley; and so he returned to Cornwall and told King Mark and La Beale Isoud how Sir Tristram had promoted him to the Isle of Servage, where he proclaimed throughout all of Cornwall the adventures of these two knights, making it widely known. But La Beale Isoud was deeply saddened when she heard that Sir Tristram had married Isoud la Blanche Mains.
CHAPTER XL.
How Sir Lamorak departed from Sir
Tristram, and how he met with Sir Frol, and after with Sir Launcelot.
So turn we unto Sir Lamorak, that rode toward Arthur’s court, and Sir Tristram’s wife and Kehydius took a vessel and sailed into Brittany, unto King Howel, where he was welcome. And when he heard of these adventures they marvelled of his noble deeds. Now turn we unto Sir Lamorak, that when he was departed from Sir Tristram he rode out of the forest, till he came to an hermitage. When the hermit saw him, he asked him from whence he came. Sir, said Sir Lamorak, I come from this valley. Sir, said the hermit: thereof I marvel. For this twenty winter I saw never no knight pass this country but he was either slain or villainously wounded, or pass as a poor prisoner. Those ill customs, said Sir Lamorak, are fordone, for Sir Tristram slew your lord, Sir Nabon, and his son. Then was the hermit glad, and all his brethren, for he said there was never such a tyrant among Christian men. And therefore, said the hermit, this valley and franchise we will hold of Sir Tristram.
So let’s turn to Sir Lamorak, who rode toward Arthur’s court, while Sir Tristram’s wife and Kehydius took a ship and sailed to Brittany, where King Howel welcomed them. When he heard of their adventures, he marveled at their noble deeds. Now let’s return to Sir Lamorak, who, after parting from Sir Tristram, rode out of the forest until he reached a hermitage. When the hermit saw him, he asked where he was coming from. "Sir," said Sir Lamorak, "I come from this valley." The hermit replied, "I marvel at that. For the past twenty winters, I have seen no knight pass through this land without being either slain, badly wounded, or passed through as a poor prisoner." "Those bad customs," said Sir Lamorak, "are over now, for Sir Tristram killed your lord, Sir Nabon, and his son." The hermit was glad, and so were all his brothers, for he said there had never been such a tyrant among Christian men. "Therefore," said the hermit, "we will hold this valley and its rights from Sir Tristram."
So on the morrow Sir Lamorak departed; and as he rode he saw four knights fight against one, and that one knight defended him well, but at the last the four knights had him down. And then Sir Lamorak went betwixt them, and asked them why they would slay that one knight, and said it was shame, four against one. Thou shalt well wit, said the four knights, that he is false. That is your tale, said Sir Lamorak, and when I hear him also speak, I will say as ye say. Then said Lamorak: Ah, knight, can ye not excuse you, but that ye are a false knight. Sir, said he, yet can I excuse me both with my word and with my hands, that I will make good upon one of the best of them, my body to his body. Then spake they all at once: We will not jeopardy our bodies as for thee. But wit thou well, they said, an King Arthur were here himself, it should not lie in his power to save his life. That is too much said, said Sir Lamorak, but many speak behind a man more than they will say to his face; and because of your words ye shall understand that I am one of the simplest of King Arthur’s court; in the worship of my lord now do your best, and in despite of you I shall rescue him. And then they lashed all at once to Sir Lamorak, but anon at two strokes Sir Lamorak had slain two of them, and then the other two fled. So then Sir Lamorak turned again to that knight, and asked him his name. Sir, he said, my name is Sir Frol of the Out Isles. Then he rode with Sir Lamorak and bare him company.
So the next day, Sir Lamorak set off, and as he rode, he saw four knights attacking one, and that lone knight was holding his own, but in the end, the four knights brought him down. Sir Lamorak intervened and asked them why they wanted to kill that one knight, saying it was shameful, four against one. "You should know," said the four knights, "that he is a traitor." "That's your story," replied Sir Lamorak, "and when I hear him speak, I'll judge for myself." Then Lamorak said, "Oh, knight, can you not defend yourself without admitting you are a false knight?" "Sir," he answered, "I can defend myself both with my words and with my actions; I will prove myself against the best of them, my body against his." Then they all spoke at once, "We will not risk our lives for you." But they continued, "Know this: if King Arthur were here, he wouldn't have the power to save your life." "That's too much," said Sir Lamorak, "but many speak behind someone’s back more than they would to their face; and because of your words, let me tell you that I am one of the simplest in King Arthur’s court. Now do your best in honor of my lord, and in spite of you, I will rescue him." Then they all attacked Sir Lamorak at once, but with just two strokes, Sir Lamorak killed two of them, and the other two fled. Then Sir Lamorak turned back to the knight and asked his name. "Sir," he said, "my name is Sir Frol of the Out Isles." Then he rode alongside Sir Lamorak and kept him company.
And as they rode by the way they saw a seemly knight riding against them, and all in white. Ah, said Frol, yonder knight jousted late with me and smote me down, therefore I will joust with him. Ye shall not do so, said Sir Lamorak, by my counsel, an ye will tell me your quarrel, whether ye jousted at his request, or he at yours. Nay, said Sir Frol, I jousted with him at my request. Sir, said Lamorak, then will I counsel you deal no more with him, for meseemeth by his countenance he should be a noble knight, and no japer; for methinketh he should be of the Table Round. Therefore I will not spare, said Sir Frol. And then he cried and said: Sir knight, make thee ready to joust. That needeth not, said the White Knight, for I have no lust to joust with thee; but yet they feutred their spears, and the White Knight overthrew Sir Frol, and then he rode his way a soft pace. Then Sir Lamorak rode after him, and prayed him to tell him his name: For meseemeth ye should be of the fellowship of the Round Table. Upon a covenant, said he, I will tell you my name, so that ye will not discover my name, and also that ye will tell me yours. Then, said he, my name is Sir Lamorak de Galis. And my name is Sir Launcelot du Lake. Then they put up their swords, and kissed heartily together, and either made great joy of other. Sir, said Sir Lamorak, an it please you I will do you service. God defend, said Launcelot, that any of so noble a blood as ye be should do me service. Then he said: More, I am in a quest that I must do myself alone. Now God speed you, said Sir Lamorak, and so they departed. Then Sir Lamorak came to Sir Frol and horsed him again. What knight is that? said Sir Frol. Sir, he said, it is not for you to know, nor it is no point of my charge. Ye are the more uncourteous, said Sir Frol, and therefore I will depart from you. Ye may do as ye list, said Sir Lamorak, and yet by my company ye have saved the fairest flower of your garland; so they departed.
As they rode along, they saw a handsome knight approaching them, dressed all in white. "Ah," said Frol, "that knight just jousted with me and knocked me down, so I will challenge him." "You shouldn't do that," replied Sir Lamorak. "If you tell me your reason for the fight, I'll give you my advice. Did you challenge him, or did he challenge you?" "No," said Sir Frol, "I challenged him." "Then," said Lamorak, "I advise you not to engage with him, because he seems like a noble knight, not a trickster; I believe he's one of the Round Table knights." "I won't back down," insisted Sir Frol. He then shouted, "Sir knight, get ready to joust!" "There's no need for that," said the White Knight. "I don't want to joust with you." However, they both readied their lances, and the White Knight knocked Sir Frol down, then rode away slowly. Sir Lamorak followed him, asking for his name, saying, "You seem to be one of the Round Table knights." "I'll tell you my name on one condition," he replied: "you must promise not to reveal it, and you need to tell me yours first." "Alright," said Lamorak, "my name is Sir Lamorak de Galis." "And mine is Sir Launcelot du Lake." They put away their swords and shared a warm greeting, both pleased to meet each other. "Sir," said Sir Lamorak, "if you allow me, I would like to offer you my service." "God forbid that someone of your noble blood should serve me," said Launcelot. "In fact, I'm on a quest that I must complete alone." "Good luck," said Sir Lamorak, and they parted ways. Then Sir Lamorak returned to Sir Frol and helped him back on his horse. "Who is that knight?" asked Sir Frol. "Sir," he replied, "it's not for you to know, and it's not my place to say." "You're being quite rude," said Sir Frol, "so I will leave you." "Feel free to do as you wish," said Sir Lamorak, "but thanks to me, you have saved the most beautiful part of your honor," and they went their separate ways.
CHAPTER XLI.
How Sir Lamorak slew Sir Frol, and
of the courteous fighting with Sir Belliance his brother.
Then within two or three days Sir Lamorak found a knight at a well sleeping, and his lady sat with him and waked. Right so came Sir Gawaine and took the knight’s lady, and set her up behind his squire. So Sir Lamorak rode after Sir Gawaine, and said: Sir Gawaine, turn again. And then said Sir Gawaine: What will ye do with me? for I am nephew unto King Arthur. Sir, said he, for that cause I will spare you, else that lady should abide with me, or else ye should joust with me. Then Sir Gawaine turned him and ran to him that ought the lady, with his spear, but the knight with pure might smote down Sir Gawaine, and took his lady with him. All this Sir Lamorak saw, and said to himself: But I revenge my fellow he will say of me dishonour in King Arthur’s court. Then Sir Lamorak returned and proffered that knight to joust. Sir, said he, I am ready. And there they came together with all their might, and there Sir Lamorak smote the knight through both sides that he fell to the earth dead.
Then, within two or three days, Sir Lamorak came across a knight sleeping by a well, with his lady sitting beside him, awake. Just then, Sir Gawaine showed up, took the knight’s lady, and placed her behind his squire. Sir Lamorak chased after Sir Gawaine and called out, "Sir Gawaine, turn back." Sir Gawaine replied, "What do you want from me? I am King Arthur's nephew." Sir Lamorak said, "Because of that, I'll spare you; otherwise, that lady would stay with me, or you'd have to joust with me." Sir Gawaine then turned and charged at the knight who had the lady, spear in hand, but the knight, using sheer strength, knocked Sir Gawaine down and took his lady with him. Sir Lamorak witnessed all this and thought to himself, "If I don't avenge my companion, they'll say I brought dishonor to King Arthur’s court." So, Sir Lamorak turned back and challenged the knight to a joust. "I'm ready," the knight replied. They charged at each other with all their strength, and Sir Lamorak struck the knight through both sides, causing him to fall to the ground dead.
Then that lady rode to that knight’s brother that hight Belliance le Orgulus, that dwelt fast thereby, and then she told him how his brother was slain. Alas, said he, I will be revenged. And so he horsed him, and armed him, and within a while he overtook Sir Lamorak, and bade him: Turn and leave that lady, for thou and I must play a new play; for thou hast slain my brother Sir Frol, that was a better knight than ever wert thou. It might well be, said Sir Lamorak, but this day in the field I was found the better. So they rode together, and unhorsed other, and turned their shields, and drew their swords, and fought mightily as noble knights proved, by the space of two hours. So then Sir Belliance prayed him to tell him his name. Sir, said he, my name is Sir Lamorak de Galis. Ah, said Sir Belliance, thou art the man in the world that I most hate, for I slew my sons for thy sake, where I saved thy life, and now thou hast slain my brother Sir Frol. Alas, how should I be accorded with thee; therefore defend thee, for thou shalt die, there is none other remedy. Alas, said Sir Lamorak, full well me ought to know you, for ye are the man that most have done for me. And therewithal Sir Lamorak kneeled down, and besought him of grace. Arise, said Sir Belliance, or else thereas thou kneelest I shall slay thee. That shall not need, said Sir Lamorak, for I will yield me unto you, not for fear of you, nor for your strength, but your goodness maketh me full loath to have ado with you; wherefore I require you for God’s sake, and for the honour of knighthood, forgive me all that I have offended unto you. Alas, said Belliance, leave thy kneeling, or else I shall slay thee without mercy.
Then that lady rode to the knight’s brother named Belliance le Orgulus, who lived close by, and she told him how his brother had been killed. "Alas," he said, "I will take revenge." So he mounted his horse and put on his armor, and before long, he caught up with Sir Lamorak and said, "Turn and leave that lady, for you and I have a new battle to fight; you have killed my brother Sir Frol, who was a better knight than you will ever be." "That may be true," said Sir Lamorak, "but today I was the better fighter in the field." So they charged at each other, knocked each other off their horses, turned their shields, drew their swords, and fought fiercely as noble knights do for two hours. Then Sir Belliance asked him to tell his name. "Sir," he replied, "I am Sir Lamorak de Galis." "Ah," said Sir Belliance, "you are the person I hate most in the world, for I lost my sons because of you, while I saved your life, and now you have killed my brother Sir Frol. Alas, how can I make peace with you? Defend yourself, for you shall die; there’s no other way." "Alas," said Sir Lamorak, "I should know you well, for you are the man who has done most for me." And with that, Sir Lamorak knelt down and begged for mercy. "Get up," said Sir Belliance, "or I will kill you where you kneel." "That won’t be necessary," said Sir Lamorak, "for I will submit to you, not out of fear or your strength, but because your goodness makes me reluctant to fight you; therefore, I ask you for God’s sake and for the honor of knighthood to forgive me for all the offenses I have caused you." "Alas," said Belliance, "stop kneeling, or I will slay you without mercy."
Then they yede again unto battle, and either wounded other, that all the ground was bloody thereas they fought. And at the last Belliance withdrew him aback and set him down softly upon a little hill, for he was so faint for bleeding that he might not stand. Then Sir Lamorak threw his shield upon his back, and asked him what cheer. Well, said Sir Belliance. Ah, Sir, yet shall I show you favour in your mal-ease. Ah, Knight Sir Belliance, said Sir Lamorak, thou art a fool, for an I had had thee at such advantage as thou hast done me, I should slay thee; but thy gentleness is so good and so large, that I must needs forgive thee mine evil will. And then Sir Lamorak kneeled down, and unlaced first his umberere, and then his own, and then either kissed other with weeping tears. Then Sir Lamorak led Sir Belliance to an abbey fast by, and there Sir Lamorak would not depart from Belliance till he was whole. And then they sware together that none of them should never fight against other. So Sir Lamorak departed and went to the court of King Arthur.
Then they went back into battle, wounding each other until the ground was soaked in blood from their fight. Eventually, Belliance pulled back and gently sat down on a small hill because he was so weak from bleeding that he couldn't stand. Sir Lamorak threw his shield over his back and asked how he was doing. "I'm alright," said Sir Belliance. "Ah, Sir, I'll still show you kindness despite your suffering." "Ah, Knight Sir Belliance," said Sir Lamorak, "you’re a fool. If I had the chance against you like you did against me, I would have killed you; but your generosity is so remarkable that I must forgive you for your ill intentions." Then Sir Lamorak knelt down, unlatched his armor, and then his own, and they kissed each other while shedding tears. Sir Lamorak then took Sir Belliance to a nearby abbey, and he wouldn’t leave Belliance until he was healed. They then swore that neither of them would ever fight against each other again. So, Sir Lamorak left and went to King Arthur’s court.
Here leave we of Sir Lamorak and of Sir Tristram. And here beginneth the history of La Cote Male Taile.
CHAPTER I.
How a young man came into the court of
King Arthur, and how Sir Kay called him in scorn La Cote Male Taile.
At the court of King Arthur there came a young man and bigly made, and he was richly beseen: and he desired to be made knight of the king, but his over-garment sat over-thwartly, howbeit it was rich cloth of gold. What is your name? said King Arthur. Sir, said he, my name is Breunor le Noire, and within short space ye shall know that I am of good kin. It may well be, said Sir Kay, the Seneschal, but in mockage ye shall be called La Cote Male Taile, that is as much to say, the evil-shapen coat. It is a great thing that thou askest, said the king; and for what cause wearest thou that rich coat? tell me, for I can well think for some cause it is. Sir, he answered, I had a father, a noble knight, and as he rode a-hunting, upon a day it happed him to lay him down to sleep; and there came a knight that had been long his enemy, and when he saw he was fast asleep he all to-hew him; and this same coat had my father on the same time; and that maketh this coat to sit so evil upon me, for the strokes be on it as I found it, and never shall be amended for me. Thus to have my father’s death in remembrance I wear this coat till I be revenged; and because ye are called the most noblest king of the world I come to you that ye should make me knight. Sir, said Sir Lamorak and Sir Gaheris, it were well done to make him knight; for him beseemeth well of person and of countenance, that he shall prove a good man, and a good knight, and a mighty; for, Sir, an ye be remembered, even such one was Sir Launcelot du Lake when he came first into this court, and full few of us knew from whence he came; and now is he proved the man of most worship in the world; and all your court and all your Round Table is by Sir Launcelot worshipped and amended more than by any knight now living. That is truth, said the king, and to-morrow at your request I shall make him knight.
At King Arthur's court, a tall young man arrived, dressed in fine clothing, and he wanted to be made a knight by the king. However, his outer garment fit awkwardly, even though it was made of rich gold cloth. "What's your name?" King Arthur asked. "Sir, my name is Breunor le Noire, and soon you will see that I come from noble lineage." "That may be," said Sir Kay, the Seneschal, "but in jest, you will be called La Cote Male Taile, which means the ill-fitted coat." "It's a big request you're making," said the king. "Why do you wear that lavish coat? I suspect there's a reason." "Sir," he replied, "I had a father who was a noble knight. One day, while he was out hunting, he laid down to sleep. A knight, who had been his long-time enemy, found him asleep and killed him. My father was wearing this coat at that time, and that’s why it fits so poorly on me: the marks from the attack are still visible, and they will never be fixed. To keep my father's death in my memory, I wear this coat until I can seek vengeance. Since you are known as the noblest king in the world, I come to you to be made a knight." "Sir," said Sir Lamorak and Sir Gaheris, "it would be a good idea to make him a knight; he has the right appearance and demeanor that suggests he will be a brave man and a strong knight. Remember, he reminds us of Sir Launcelot du Lake when he first arrived at this court, and few of us knew where he came from. Now, he is recognized as the most honorable man in the world, and your entire court and Round Table have been elevated by his reputation more than by any knight living today." "That is true," said the king, "and tomorrow, at your request, I will make him a knight."
So on the morrow there was an hart found, and thither rode King Arthur with a company of his knights to slay the hart. And this young man that Sir Kay named La Cote Male Taile was there left behind with Queen Guenever; and by sudden adventure there was an horrible lion kept in a strong tower of stone, and it happened that he at that time brake loose, and came hurling afore the queen and her knights. And when the queen saw the lion she cried and fled, and prayed her knights to rescue her. And there was none of them all but twelve that abode, and all the other fled. Then said La Cote Male Taile: Now I see well that all coward knights be not dead; and therewithal he drew his sword and dressed him afore the lion. And that lion gaped wide and came upon him ramping to have slain him. And he then smote him in the midst of the head such a mighty stroke that it clave his head in sunder, and dashed to the earth. Then was it told the queen how the young man that Sir Kay named by scorn La Cote Male Taile had slain the lion. With that the king came home. And when the queen told him of that adventure, he was well pleased, and said: Upon pain of mine head he shall prove a noble man and a faithful knight, and true of his promise: then the king forthwithal made him knight. Now Sir, said this young knight, I require you and all the knights of your court, that ye call me by none other name but La Cote Male Taile: in so much as Sir Kay hath so named me so will I be called. I assent me well thereto, said the king.
So the next day, a stag was found, and King Arthur rode out with a group of his knights to hunt it. Meanwhile, a young man named La Cote Male Taile, whom Sir Kay mockingly called by that name, was left behind with Queen Guenever. Suddenly, a fierce lion that was kept in a strong stone tower broke loose and charged toward the queen and her knights. When the queen saw the lion, she screamed and ran, begging her knights to save her. Only twelve of them stayed put, while the others fled. Then La Cote Male Taile said, "Now I can see that not all cowardly knights are dead," and he drew his sword, ready to face the lion. The lion roared wide and attacked him, trying to kill him. La Cote Male Taile then struck the lion with such force in the middle of its head that it split open and fell to the ground. Word spread to the queen that the young man, whom Sir Kay scornfully called La Cote Male Taile, had killed the lion. When King Arthur returned home and heard about this adventure, he was pleased and said, "By my head, he will prove to be a noble man, a faithful knight, and true to his word." The king then immediately knighted him. The young knight said, "Sir, I ask you and all the knights at your court to call me only La Cote Male Taile, as Sir Kay has named me, so that is what I want to be called." The king replied, "I gladly agree to that."
CHAPTER II.
How a damosel came into the court and
desired a knight to take on him an enquest, which La Cote Male Taile
emprised.
Then that same day there came a damosel into the court, and she brought with her a great black shield, with a white hand in the midst holding a sword. Other picture was there none in that shield. When King Arthur saw her he asked her from whence she came and what she would. Sir, she said, I have ridden long and many a day with this shield many ways, and for this cause I am come to your court: there was a good knight that ought this shield, and this knight had undertaken a great deed of arms to enchieve it; and so it misfortuned him another strong knight met with him by sudden adventure, and there they fought long, and either wounded other passing sore; and they were so weary that they left that battle even hand. So this knight that ought this shield saw none other way but he must die; and then he commanded me to bear this shield to the court of King Arthur, he requiring and praying some good knight to take this shield, and that he would fulfil the quest that he was in. Now what say ye to this quest? said King Arthur; is there any of you here that will take upon him to wield this shield? Then was there not one that would speak one word. Then Sir Kay took the shield in his hands. Sir knight, said the damosel, what is your name? Wit ye well, said he, my name is Sir Kay, the Seneschal, that wide-where is known. Sir, said that damosel, lay down that shield, for wit ye well it falleth not for you, for he must be a better knight than ye that shall wield this shield. Damosel, said Sir Kay, wit ye well I took this shield in my hands by your leave for to behold it, not to that intent; but go wheresomever thou wilt, for I will not go with you.
That same day, a young woman came to the court, carrying a large black shield with a white hand in the center holding a sword. There was no other image on that shield. When King Arthur saw her, he asked where she came from and what she wanted. “Sir,” she said, “I have traveled long and far with this shield, and I have come to your court for this reason: there was a good knight who owned this shield, and he undertook a great challenge to win it. Unfortunately, he encountered another strong knight by chance, and they fought for a long time, both wounding each other severely. They became so exhausted that they stopped fighting. This knight who owned the shield saw no other option but to die, and then he asked me to take this shield to King Arthur’s court, hoping some good knight would accept it and complete the quest he was on. Now, what do you say to this quest?” said King Arthur. “Is there anyone here willing to take this shield?” But no one spoke up. Then Sir Kay picked up the shield. “Sir knight,” the young woman said, “what is your name?” He replied, “You should know, my name is Sir Kay, the Seneschal, known far and wide.” “Sir,” she said, “put down that shield, for it is not meant for you. The one who wields this shield must be a better knight than you.” “Young lady,” said Sir Kay, “I only took this shield in my hands with your permission to look at it, not with any intention of claiming it. But go wherever you want; I will not accompany you.”
Then the damosel stood still a great while and beheld many of those knights. Then spake the knight, La Cote Male Taile: Fair damosel, I will take the shield and that adventure upon me, so I wist I should know whitherward my journey might be; for because I was this day made knight I would take this adventure upon me. What is your name, fair young man? said the damosel. My name is, said he, La Cote Male Taile. Well mayest thou be called so, said the damosel, the knight with the evil-shapen coat; but an thou be so hardy to take upon thee to bear that shield and to follow me, wit thou well thy skin shall be as well hewn as thy coat. As for that, said La Cote Male Taile, when I am so hewn I will ask you no salve to heal me withal. And forthwithal there came into the court two squires and brought him great horses, and his armour, and his spears, and anon he was armed and took his leave. I would not by my will, said the king, that ye took upon you that hard adventure. Sir, said he, this adventure is mine, and the first that ever I took upon me, and that will I follow whatsomever come of me. Then that damosel departed, and La Cote Male Taile fast followed after. And within a while he overtook the damosel, and anon she missaid him in the foulest manner.
Then the young lady stood still for a long time and looked at many of those knights. Then the knight, La Cote Male Taile, spoke: “Fair lady, I’ll take the shield and this quest on myself, because I want to know where my journey will lead; since I became a knight today, I want to take on this challenge.” “What is your name, young man?” asked the lady. “My name is La Cote Male Taile,” he replied. “You can certainly be called that,” said the lady, “the knight with the odd-shaped coat; but if you’re bold enough to take that shield and follow me, know that your skin will be as well-shaped as your coat.” “For that matter,” La Cote Male Taile replied, “when I’m shaped like that, I won’t ask you for any healing.” Right away, two squires entered the court and brought him big horses, his armor, and his spears, and soon he was equipped and took his leave. “I wouldn’t want you to take on that difficult quest if I had my way,” said the king. “Sir,” he responded, “this quest is mine, and it’s the first one I’ve ever taken on, and I will pursue it no matter what happens to me.” Then the lady left, and La Cote Male Taile quickly followed her. After a while, he caught up with the lady, and immediately she insulted him in the worst way.
CHAPTER III.
How La Cote Male Taile overthrew Sir
Dagonet the king’s fool, and of the rebuke that he had of the
damosel.
Then Sir Kay ordained Sir Dagonet, King Arthur’s fool, to follow after La Cote Male Taile; and there Sir Kay ordained that Sir Dagonet was horsed and armed, and bade him follow La Cote Male Taile and proffer him to joust, and so he did; and when he saw La Cote Male Taile, he cried and bade him make him ready to joust. So Sir La Cote Male Taile smote Sir Dagonet over his horse’s croup. Then the damosel mocked La Cote Male Taile, and said: Fie for shame! now art thou shamed in Arthur’s court, when they send a fool to have ado with thee, and specially at thy first jousts; thus she rode long, and chid. And within a while there came Sir Bleoberis, the good knight, and there he jousted with La Cote Male Taile, and there Sir Bleoberis smote him so sore, that horse and all fell to the earth. Then La Cote Male Taile arose up lightly, and dressed his shield, and drew his sword, and would have done battle to the utterance, for he was wood wroth. Not so, said Sir Bleoberis de Ganis, as at this time I will not fight upon foot. Then the damosel Maledisant rebuked him in the foulest manner, and bade him: Turn again, coward. Ah, damosel, he said, I pray you of mercy to missay me no more, my grief is enough though ye give me no more; I call myself never the worse knight when a mare’s son faileth me, and also I count me never the worse knight for a fall of Sir Bleoberis.
Then Sir Kay ordered Sir Dagonet, King Arthur’s fool, to follow La Cote Male Taile; and there Sir Kay arranged for Sir Dagonet to be mounted and armed, telling him to challenge La Cote Male Taile to a joust, which he did. When he saw La Cote Male Taile, he shouted and asked him to get ready to joust. So Sir La Cote Male Taile struck Sir Dagonet hard on his horse's rear. The lady mocked La Cote Male Taile, saying: Shame on you! You’ve been humiliated in Arthur’s court now that they send a fool to face you, especially in your first jousts; she continued to ride alongside him, scolding him. After a short while, Sir Bleoberis, the good knight, arrived and jousted with La Cote Male Taile, hitting him so hard that both horse and rider fell to the ground. La Cote Male Taile quickly got up, adjusted his shield, and drew his sword, ready to fight to the finish, for he was extremely angry. Not so, said Sir Bleoberis de Ganis, this time I won’t fight on foot. Then the lady Maledisant insulted him in the worst way, calling him a coward. Ah, lady, he replied, I beg you not to insult me anymore; my pain is enough even without your words. I never consider myself a worse knight when a mare's son fails me, and I also do not think any less of myself for being knocked down by Sir Bleoberis.
So thus he rode with her two days; and by fortune there came Sir Palomides and encountered with him, and he in the same wise served him as did Bleoberis to-forehand. What dost thou here in my fellowship? said the damosel Maledisant, thou canst not sit no knight, nor withstand him one buffet, but if it were Sir Dagonet. Ah, fair damosel, I am not the worse to take a fall of Sir Palomides, and yet great disworship have I none, for neither Bleoberis nor yet Palomides would not fight with me on foot. As for that, said the damosel, wit thou well they have disdain and scorn to light off their horses to fight with such a lewd knight as thou art. So in the meanwhile there came Sir Mordred, Sir Gawaine’s brother, and so he fell in the fellowship with the damosel Maledisant. And then they came afore the Castle Orgulous, and there was such a custom that there might no knight come by that castle but either he must joust or be prisoner, or at the least to lose his horse and his harness. And there came out two knights against them, and Sir Mordred jousted with the foremost, and that knight of the castle smote Sir Mordred down off his horse. And then La Cote Male Taile jousted with that other, and either of them smote other down, horse and all, to the earth. And when they avoided their horses, then either of them took other’s horses. And then La Cote Male Taile rode unto that knight that smote down Sir Mordred, and jousted with him. And there Sir La Cote Male Taile hurt and wounded him passing sore, and put him from his horse as he had been dead. So he turned unto him that met him afore, and he took the flight towards the castle, and Sir La Cote Male Taile rode after him into the Castle Orgulous, and there La Cote Male Taile slew him.
So, he rode with her for two days, and by chance, Sir Palomides showed up and challenged him, just like Bleoberis had done before. "What are you doing here with me?" the lady Maledisant said. "You can’t sit a knight or withstand even one hit unless it’s Sir Dagonet." "Ah, fair lady, it doesn’t bother me to take a fall from Sir Palomides; it wouldn’t be a big deal for me because neither Bleoberis nor Palomides would fight me on foot." "Well, you can be sure they think you're too unworthy to get off their horses to fight a knight like you," the lady replied. Just then, Sir Mordred, Sir Gawaine’s brother, joined the lady Maledisant. They soon arrived at Castle Orgulous, where there was a custom that no knight could pass by without either jousting or becoming a prisoner or, at the very least, losing his horse and armor. Two knights came out to face them, and Sir Mordred jousted with the first one, but that knight from the castle knocked Sir Mordred off his horse. Then La Cote Male Taile jousted against the other knight, and they both fell to the ground, horse and all. Once they got off their horses, they took each other's horses. La Cote Male Taile then went after the knight who had knocked down Sir Mordred and jousted with him, wounding him severely and knocking him off his horse as if he were dead. After that, he turned back to the knight he had faced earlier, who fled back toward the castle, while Sir La Cote Male Taile chased him into Castle Orgulous and killed him there.
CHAPTER IV.
How La Cote Male Taile fought against
an hundred knights, and how he escaped by the mean of a lady.
And anon there came an hundred knights about him and assailed him; and when he saw his horse should be slain he alighted and voided his horse, and put the bridle under his feet, and so put him out of the gate. And when he had so done he hurled in among them, and dressed his back unto a lady’s chamber-wall, thinking himself that he had liefer die there with worship than to abide the rebukes of the damosel Maledisant. And in the meantime as he stood and fought, that lady whose was the chamber went out slily at her postern, and without the gates she found La Cote Male Taile’s horse, and lightly she gat him by the bridle, and tied him to the postern. And then she went unto her chamber slily again for to behold how that one knight fought against an hundred knights. And when she had beheld him long she went to a window behind his back, and said: Thou knight, thou fightest wonderly well, but for all that at the last thou must needs die, but, an thou canst through thy mighty prowess, win unto yonder postern, for there have I fastened thy horse to abide thee: but wit thou well thou must think on thy worship, and think not to die, for thou mayst not win unto that postern without thou do nobly and mightily. When La Cote Male Taile heard her say so he gripped his sword in his hands, and put his shield fair afore him, and through the thickest press he thrulled through them. And when he came to the postern he found there ready four knights, and at two the first strokes he slew two of the knights, and the other fled; and so he won his horse and rode from them. And all as it was it was rehearsed in King Arthur’s court, how he slew twelve knights within the Castle Orgulous; and so he rode on his way.
And soon, a hundred knights surrounded him and attacked. When he saw that his horse was about to be killed, he got off, let his horse loose, placed the bridle beneath his feet, and pushed the horse out of the gate. After doing this, he threw himself into the fight and leaned his back against a lady's chamber wall, thinking he would rather die there with honor than face the scorn of the lady Maledisant. Meanwhile, as he fought, the lady whose chamber it was quietly slipped out through a small door, found La Cote Male Taile’s horse outside the gates, took the bridle, and tied it to the door. Then she returned to her chamber to watch how this knight battled against the hundred knights. After observing him for a while, she moved to a window behind him and said, "You knight, you fight incredibly well, but in the end, you must die. However, if you can use your great skill to reach that small door, I've tied your horse there waiting for you. But remember to think of your honor and don't think about dying, because you won’t reach that door unless you act bravely and mightily." When La Cote Male Taile heard her, he tightened his grip on his sword, positioned his shield in front of him, and pushed his way through the crowd. When he reached the small door, he found four knights waiting for him. With his first two strikes, he killed two of them, and the others fled; thus, he reclaimed his horse and rode away from them. All of this was recounted in King Arthur’s court, how he killed twelve knights inside Castle Orgulous; and so he continued on his way.
And in the meanwhile the damosel said to Sir Mordred: I ween my foolish knight be either slain or taken prisoner: then were they ware where he came riding. And when he was come unto them he told all how he had sped and escaped in despite of them all: And some of the best of them will tell no tales. Thou liest falsely, said the damosel, that dare I make good, but as a fool and a dastard to all knighthood they have let thee pass. That may ye prove, said La Cote Male Taile. With that she sent a courier of hers, that rode alway with her, for to know the truth of this deed; and so he rode thither lightly, and asked how and in what manner that La Cote Male Taile was escaped out of the castle. Then all the knights cursed him, and said that he was a fiend and no man: For he hath slain here twelve of our best knights, and we weened unto this day that it had been too much for Sir Launcelot du Lake or for Sir Tristram de Liones. And in despite of us all he is departed from us and maugre our heads.
And meanwhile, the lady said to Sir Mordred: I think my foolish knight is either dead or captured: then they noticed him riding up. When he arrived, he told them how he had succeeded and escaped despite all of them: And some of the best among them won't share what happened. You're lying, the lady said, I can prove that, but they have let you pass like a fool and a coward toward all knighthood. You can prove it, said La Cote Male Taile. With that, she sent one of her messengers, who rode with her, to find out the truth about this incident; and so he rode there quickly and asked how La Cote Male Taile had escaped from the castle. Then all the knights cursed him and said he was a monster and not a man: For he has killed twelve of our best knights here, and we thought even Sir Lancelot du Lake or Sir Tristram de Liones would struggle against him. And despite all of us, he has left and gone over our heads.
With this answer the courier departed and came to Maledisant his lady, and told her all how Sir La Cote Male Taile had sped at the Castle Orgulous. Then she smote down her head, and said little. By my head, said Sir Mordred to the damosel, ye are greatly to blame so to rebuke him, for I warn you plainly he is a good knight, and I doubt not but he shall prove a noble knight; but as yet he may not yet sit sure on horseback, for he that shall be a good horseman it must come of usage and exercise. But when he cometh to the strokes of his sword he is then noble and mighty, and that saw Sir Bleoberis and Sir Palomides, for wit ye well they are wily men of arms, and anon they know when they see a young knight by his riding, how they are sure to give him a fall from his horse or a great buffet. But for the most part they will not light on foot with young knights, for they are wight and strongly armed. For in likewise Sir Launcelot du Lake, when he was first made knight, he was often put to the worse upon horseback, but ever upon foot he recovered his renown, and slew and defoiled many knights of the Round Table. And therefore the rebukes that Sir Launcelot did unto many knights causeth them that be men of prowess to beware; for often I have seen the old proved knights rebuked and slain by them that were but young beginners. Thus they rode sure talking by the way together.
With that, the courier left and went to Maledisant, his lady, and told her everything about how Sir La Cote Male Taile had fared at Castle Orgulous. She bowed her head and said little. "I swear," Sir Mordred said to the damsel, "you’re really in the wrong for scolding him like that. I can tell you plainly that he’s a good knight, and I have no doubt he’ll prove to be a noble one. But right now, he can’t stay steady on his horse. A good horseman is made through practice and experience. However, when it comes to wielding his sword, he’s noble and powerful, as Sir Bleoberis and Sir Palomides can attest. They’re skilled men-at-arms, and they can easily tell how to knock a young knight off his horse or deliver a strong blow just by watching him ride. Most of the time, they won’t fight young knights on foot because those knights are quick and well-armed. Similarly, when Sir Launcelot du Lake first became a knight, he frequently struggled on horseback, but whenever he fought on foot, he regained his reputation, defeating and conquering many knights of the Round Table. That's why the criticisms that Sir Launcelot made against numerous knights make experienced warriors cautious; I've often seen seasoned knights rebuked and slain by those who are just starting out. So they rode on, talking comfortably along the way.
Here leave we off a while of this tale, and speak we of Sir Launcelot du Lake.
Here we pause for a moment in this story and speak of Sir Lancelot du Lake.
CHAPTER V.
How Sir Launcelot came to the court
and heard of La Cote Male Taile, and how he followed after him, and how La Cote
Male Taile was prisoner.
That when he was come to the court of King Arthur, then heard he tell of the young knight La Cote Male Taile, how he slew the lion, and how he took upon him the adventure of the black shield, the which was named at that time the hardiest adventure of the world. So God me save, said Sir Launcelot unto many of his fellows, it was shame to all the noble knights to suffer such a young knight to take such adventure upon him for his destruction; for I will that ye wit, said Sir Launcelot, that that damosel Maledisant hath borne that shield many a day for to seek the most proved knights, and that was she that Breuse Saunce Pité took that shield from her, and after Tristram de Liones rescued that shield from him and gave it to the damosel again, a little afore that time that Sir Tristram fought with my nephew Sir Blamore de Ganis, for a quarrel that was betwixt the King of Ireland and him. Then many knights were sorry that Sir La Cote Male Taile was gone forth to that adventure. Truly, said Sir Launcelot, I cast me to ride after him. And within seven days Sir Launcelot overtook La Cote Male Taile, and then he saluted him and the damosel Maledisant. And when Sir Mordred saw Sir Launcelot, then he left their fellowship; and so Sir Launcelot rode with them all a day, and ever that damosel rebuked La Cote Male Taile; and then Sir Launcelot answered for him, then she left off, and rebuked Sir Launcelot.
When he arrived at King Arthur's court, he heard about the young knight La Cote Male Taile, how he killed the lion, and how he took on the challenge of the black shield, which was considered the toughest adventure in the world at that time. "By God," said Sir Launcelot to many of his companions, "it's a shame for all the noble knights to let such a young knight take on such a dangerous quest that could lead to his ruin; I want you to know," said Sir Launcelot, "that the lady Maledisant has carried that shield for a long time to seek out the most proven knights. It was she from whom Breuse Saunce Pité took the shield, and later Tristram de Liones rescued it from him and returned it to her, just before Sir Tristram fought my nephew Sir Blamore de Ganis due to a dispute between him and the King of Ireland." Many knights were upset that Sir La Cote Male Taile had gone off on that adventure. "In truth," said Sir Launcelot, "I intend to ride after him." Within seven days, Sir Launcelot caught up with La Cote Male Taile, greeting him and the lady Maledisant. When Sir Mordred saw Sir Launcelot, he left their company. So Sir Launcelot rode with them for a day, and the lady continuously criticized La Cote Male Taile; then Sir Launcelot defended him, and she stopped criticizing La Cote Male Taile and turned her rebukes toward Sir Launcelot instead.
So this meantime Sir Tristram sent by a damosel a letter unto Sir Launcelot, excusing him of the wedding of Isoud la Blanche Mains; and said in the letter, as he was a true knight he had never ado fleshly with Isoud la Blanche Mains; and passing courteously and gentily Sir Tristram wrote unto Sir Launcelot, ever beseeching him to be his good friend and unto La Beale Isoud of Cornwall, and that Sir Launcelot would excuse him if that ever he saw her. And within short time by the grace of God, said Sir Tristram, that he would speak with La Beale Isoud, and with him right hastily. Then Sir Launcelot departed from the damosel and from Sir La Cote Male Taile, for to oversee that letter, and to write another letter unto Sir Tristram de Liones.
So in the meantime, Sir Tristram sent a letter to Sir Launcelot through a lady, explaining his absence from the wedding of Isoud la Blanche Mains. He stated in the letter that, as a true knight, he had never had any physical relationship with Isoud la Blanche Mains. In a courteous and gentle manner, Sir Tristram asked Sir Launcelot to be his good friend, as well as to La Beale Isoud of Cornwall, and requested that Sir Launcelot excuse him if he ever saw her. Shortly after, by God's grace, Sir Tristram mentioned that he would speak with La Beale Isoud very soon. Then, Sir Launcelot left the lady and Sir La Cote Male Taile to review that letter and to write another letter to Sir Tristram de Liones.
And in the meanwhile La Cote Male Taile rode with the damosel until they came to a castle that hight Pendragon; and there were six knights stood afore him, and one of them proffered to joust with La Cote Male Taile. And there La Cote Male Taile smote him over his horse’s croup. And then the five knights set upon him all at once with their spears, and there they smote La Cote Male Taile down, horse and man. And then they alighted suddenly, and set their hands upon him all at once, and took him prisoner, and so led him unto the castle and kept him as prisoner.
And meanwhile, La Cote Male Taile rode with the lady until they reached a castle called Pendragon; there were six knights standing in front of him, and one of them challenged La Cote Male Taile to a joust. La Cote Male Taile knocked him down over his horse's back. Then all five knights attacked him at once with their spears, and they knocked La Cote Male Taile down, horse and all. They quickly dismounted, surrounded him all at once, captured him, and took him to the castle, where they kept him as a prisoner.
And on the morn Sir Launcelot arose, and delivered the damosel with letters unto Sir Tristram, and then he took his way after La Cote Male Taile; and by the way upon a bridge there was a knight proffered Sir Launcelot to joust, and Sir Launcelot smote him down, and then they fought upon foot a noble battle together, and a mighty; and at the last Sir Launcelot smote him down grovelling upon his hands and his knees. And then that knight yielded him, and Sir Launcelot received him fair. Sir, said the knight, I require thee tell me your name, for much my heart giveth unto you. Nay, said Sir Launcelot, as at this time I will not tell you my name, unless then that ye tell me your name. Certainly, said the knight, my name is Sir Nerovens, that was made knight of my lord Sir Launcelot du Lake. Ah, Nerovens de Lile, said Sir Launcelot, I am right glad that ye are proved a good knight, for now wit ye well my name is Sir Launcelot du Lake. Alas, said Sir Nerovens de Lile, what have I done! And therewithal flatling he fell to his feet, and would have kissed them, but Sir Launcelot would not let him; and then either made great joy of other. And then Sir Nerovens told Sir Launcelot that he should not go by the Castle of Pendragon: For there is a lord, a mighty knight, and many knights with him, and this night I heard say that they took a knight prisoner yesterday that rode with a damosel, and they say he is a Knight of the Round Table.
And the next morning, Sir Launcelot got up and delivered the maiden's letters to Sir Tristram. Then he headed off in pursuit of La Cote Male Taile. Along the way, on a bridge, another knight challenged Sir Launcelot to a joust. Sir Launcelot knocked him down, and then they fought a magnificent battle on foot. In the end, Sir Launcelot took him down, leaving him on his hands and knees. The knight then surrendered, and Sir Launcelot accepted him graciously. “Sir,” said the knight, “I ask you to tell me your name, because my heart is drawn to you.” “No,” replied Sir Launcelot, “I won’t tell you my name right now unless you tell me yours first.” “Certainly,” said the knight, “my name is Sir Nerovens, made knight by my lord Sir Launcelot du Lake.” “Ah, Nerovens de Lile,” said Sir Launcelot, “I’m really glad to see you’ve proven yourself a good knight, for now you know my name is Sir Launcelot du Lake.” “Alas,” said Sir Nerovens de Lile, “what have I done?” And just like that, he fell at Sir Launcelot's feet, wanting to kiss them, but Sir Launcelot wouldn’t allow it. Then they both rejoiced in each other’s presence. Sir Nerovens then warned Sir Launcelot that he shouldn’t pass by the Castle of Pendragon: “There’s a lord there, a powerful knight, along with many others, and tonight I heard they captured a knight yesterday who was riding with a maiden, and they claim he is a Knight of the Round Table.”
CHAPTER VI.
How Sir Launcelot fought with six
knights, and after with Sir Brian, and how he delivered the prisoners.
Ah, said Sir Launcelot, that knight is my fellow, and him shall I rescue or else I shall lose my life therefore. And therewithal he rode fast till he came before the Castle of Pendragon; and anon therewithal there came six knights, and all made them ready to set upon Sir Launcelot at once; then Sir Launcelot feutred his spear, and smote the foremost that he brake his back in-sunder, and three of them hit and three failed. And then Sir Launcelot passed through them, and lightly he turned in again, and smote another knight through the breast and throughout the back more than an ell, and therewithal his spear brake. So then all the remnant of the four knights drew their swords and lashed at Sir Launcelot. And at every stroke Sir Launcelot bestowed so his strokes that at four strokes sundry they avoided their saddles, passing sore wounded; and forthwithal he rode hurling into that castle.
"Ah," said Sir Launcelot, "that knight is my comrade, and I will rescue him or lose my life trying." With that, he rode quickly until he reached the Castle of Pendragon. Soon, six knights appeared, all preparing to attack Sir Launcelot at once. Sir Launcelot readied his spear and struck the first knight, breaking his back in the process, while three of the knights hit him and three missed. Then Sir Launcelot pushed through them, quickly turning back to strike another knight through the chest and out the back, breaking his spear in the process. The remaining four knights drew their swords and attacked Sir Launcelot. With each strike, Sir Launcelot defended himself so skillfully that after four hits, several knights were thrown from their saddles, severely wounded. He then charged into the castle.
And anon the lord of the castle, that was that time cleped Sir Brian de les Isles, the which was a noble man and a great enemy unto King Arthur, within a while he was armed and upon horseback. And then they feutred their spears and hurled together so strongly that both their horses rashed to the earth. And then they avoided their saddles, and dressed their shields, and drew their swords, and flang together as wood men, and there were many strokes given in a while. At the last Sir Launcelot gave to Sir Brian such a buffet that he kneeled upon his knees, and then Sir Launcelot rashed upon him, and with great force he pulled off his helm; and when Sir Brian saw that he should be slain he yielded him, and put him in his mercy and in his grace. Then Sir Launcelot made him to deliver all his prisoners that he had within his castle, and therein Sir Launcelot found of Arthur’s knights thirty, and forty ladies, and so he delivered them; and then he rode his way. And anon as La Cote Male Taile was delivered he gat his horse, and his harness, and his damosel Maledisant.
And soon the lord of the castle, who was then called Sir Brian de les Isles, a nobleman and a fierce enemy of King Arthur, got himself equipped and mounted his horse. They readied their spears and charged at each other so forcefully that both horses fell to the ground. Then they got off their saddles, prepared their shields, drew their swords, and fought like wild men, exchanging many blows in a short time. Finally, Sir Launcelot struck Sir Brian with such force that he fell to his knees. Then Sir Launcelot rushed at him and, with great power, pulled off his helmet; and when Sir Brian realized he was about to be killed, he surrendered and put himself in Launcelot's mercy. Sir Launcelot then made him release all the prisoners he had in his castle, and there Sir Launcelot found thirty of Arthur’s knights and forty ladies, and he set them free; then he continued on his way. As soon as La Cote Male Taile was freed, he got his horse, his armor, and his damsel Maledisant.
The meanwhile Sir Nerovens, that Sir Launcelot had foughten withal afore at the bridge, he sent a damosel after Sir Launcelot to wit how he sped at the Castle of Pendragon. And then they within the castle marvelled what knight he was, when Sir Brian and his knights delivered all those prisoners. Have ye no marvel, said the damosel, for the best knight in this world was here, and did this journey, and wit ye well, she said, it was Sir Launcelot. Then was Sir Brian full glad, and so was his lady, and all his knights, that such a man should win them. And when the damosel and La Cote Male Taile understood that it was Sir Launcelot du Lake that had ridden with them in fellowship, and that she remembered her how she had rebuked him and called him coward, then was she passing heavy.
Meanwhile, Sir Nerovens, whom Sir Launcelot had fought before at the bridge, sent a lady after Sir Launcelot to find out how he was doing at the Castle of Pendragon. Inside the castle, they wondered who the knight was when Sir Brian and his knights freed all those prisoners. "You shouldn’t be surprised," said the lady, "for the best knight in the world was here and accomplished this task, and you should know it was Sir Launcelot." Sir Brian was very pleased, as was his lady, and all his knights, that such a man should be on their side. When the lady and La Cote Male Taile realized it was Sir Launcelot du Lake who had joined them, and she remembered how she had scolded him and called him a coward, she felt very sad.
CHAPTER VII.
How Sir Launcelot met with the
damosel named Male disant, and named her the Damosel Bienpensant.
So then they took their horses and rode forth a pace after Sir Launcelot. And within two mile they overtook him, and saluted him, and thanked him, and the damosel cried Sir Launcelot mercy of her evil deed and saying: For now I know the flower of all knighthood is departed even between Sir Tristram and you. For God knoweth, said the damosel, that I have sought you my lord, Sir Launcelot, and Sir Tristram long, and now I thank God I have met with you; and once at Camelot I met with Sir Tristram, and there he rescued this black shield with the white hand holding a naked sword that Sir Breuse Saunce Pité had taken from me. Now, fair damosel, said Sir Launcelot, who told you my name? Sir, said she, there came a damosel from a knight that ye fought withal at the bridge, and she told me your name was Sir Launcelot du Lake. Blame have she then, said Sir Launcelot, but her lord, Sir Nerovens, hath told her. But, damosel, said Sir Launcelot, upon this covenant I will ride with you, so that ye will not rebuke this knight Sir La Cote Male Taile no more; for he is a good knight, and I doubt not he shall prove a noble knight, and for his sake and pity that he should not be destroyed I followed him to succour him in this great need. Ah, Jesu thank you, said the damosel, for now I will say unto you and to him both, I rebuked him never for no hate that I hated him, but for great love that I had to him. For ever I supposed that he had been too young and too tender to take upon him these adventures. And therefore by my will I would have driven him away for jealousy that I had of his life, for it may be no young knight’s deed that shall enchieve this adventure to the end. Pardieu, said Sir Launcelot, it is well said, and where ye are called the Damosel Maledisant I will call you the Damosel Bienpensant.
So they took their horses and rode off quickly after Sir Launcelot. Within two miles, they caught up with him, greeted him, and thanked him. The damsel begged Sir Launcelot's forgiveness for her wrongdoing, saying, "Now I know that the best of all knighthood is no longer just with Sir Tristram and you. For God knows," the damsel said, "I've been searching for you, my lord Sir Launcelot, and Sir Tristram for a long time, and now I thank God I've found you. Once at Camelot, I met Sir Tristram, and there he rescued this black shield with a white hand holding a naked sword that Sir Breuse Saunce Pité had taken from me." "Now, fair damsel," said Sir Launcelot, "who told you my name?" "Sir," she replied, "a damsel came from a knight you fought at the bridge, and she told me your name is Sir Launcelot du Lake." "She deserves blame then," said Sir Launcelot, "but her lord, Sir Nerovens, has told her." "But, damsel," said Sir Launcelot, "on the condition that you won’t criticize this knight, Sir La Cote Male Taile, anymore, I will ride with you; for he is a good knight, and I have no doubt he will prove to be a noble knight. I followed him to help him in his time of great need, out of pity." "Oh, thank you, Jesus," said the damsel, "because now I will say to both you and him that I never rebuked him out of hate, but out of great love. I always thought he was too young and too inexperienced to take on these adventures. That's why I would have pushed him away out of jealousy for his life, as no young knight can complete this challenge to the end." "Indeed," said Sir Launcelot, "that’s well said, and since you are called the Damsel Maledisant, I will call you the Damsel Bienpensant."
And so they rode forth a great while unto they came to the border of the country of Surluse, and there they found a fair village with a strong bridge like a fortress. And when Sir Launcelot and they were at the bridge there stert forth afore them of gentlemen and yeomen many, that said: Fair lords, ye may not pass this bridge and this fortress because of that black shield that I see one of you bear, and therefore there shall not pass but one of you at once; therefore choose you which of you shall enter within this bridge first. Then Sir Launcelot proffered himself first to enter within this bridge. Sir, said La Cote Male Taile, I beseech you let me enter within this fortress, and if I may speed well I will send for you, and if it happened that I be slain, there it goeth. And if so be that I am a prisoner taken, then may ye rescue me. I am loath, said Sir Launcelot, to let you pass this passage. Sir, said La Cote Male Taile, I pray you let me put my body in this adventure. Now go your way, said Sir Launcelot, and Jesu be your speed.
And so they rode for a long time until they reached the border of Surluse, where they found a beautiful village with a strong bridge like a fortress. When Sir Launcelot and the others got to the bridge, many gentlemen and yeomen came forward and said: "Noble lords, you cannot cross this bridge or fortress because of the black shield one of you carries. Only one of you may cross at a time; choose who will go first." Sir Launcelot stepped forward to enter the bridge first. "Sir," said La Cote Male Taile, "please let me go into this fortress. If I succeed, I will send for you. If I am slain, then that’s how it goes. And if I am captured, you can rescue me." "I am reluctant," said Sir Launcelot, "to let you go through this passage." "Sir," said La Cote Male Taile, "I beg you to let me take on this challenge." "Very well," said Sir Launcelot, "go ahead, and may Jesus be with you."
So he entered, and anon there met with him two brethren, the one hight Sir Plaine de Force, and the other hight Sir Plaine de Amours. And anon they met with Sir La Cote Male Taile; and first La Cote Male Taile smote down Plaine de Force, and after he smote down Plaine de Amours; and then they dressed them to their shields and swords, and bade La Cote Male Taile alight, and so he did; and there was dashing and foining with swords, and so they began to assail full hard La Cote Male Taile, and many great wounds they gave him upon his head, and upon his breast, and upon his shoulders. And as he might ever among he gave sad strokes again. And then the two brethren traced and traversed for to be of both hands of Sir La Cote Male Taile, but he by fine force and knightly prowess gat them afore him. And then when he felt himself so wounded, then he doubled his strokes, and gave them so many wounds that he felled them to the earth, and would have slain them had they not yielded them. And right so Sir La Cote Male Taile took the best horse that there was of them three, and so rode forth his way to the other fortress and bridge; and there he met with the third brother whose name was Sir Plenorius, a full noble knight, and there they jousted together, and either smote other down, horse and man, to the earth. And then they avoided their horses, and dressed their shields, and drew their swords, and gave many sad strokes, and one while the one knight was afore on the bridge, and another while the other. And thus they fought two hours and more, and never rested. And ever Sir Launcelot and the damosel beheld them. Alas, said the damosel, my knight fighteth passing sore and over long. Now may ye see, said Sir Launcelot, that he is a noble knight, for to consider his first battle, and his grievous wounds; and even forthwithal so wounded as he is, it is marvel that he may endure this long battle with that good knight.
So he entered, and soon he encountered two brothers, one called Sir Plain of Strength, and the other called Sir Plain of Love. They soon came across Sir La Cote Male Taile; first, La Cote Male Taile struck down Plain of Strength, and afterwards he took down Plain of Love. Then they readied their shields and swords, asking La Cote Male Taile to dismount, which he did; and there was clashing and thrusting with swords, and they started attacking La Cote Male Taile fiercely, dealing him many severe wounds on his head, chest, and shoulders. As much as he could, he fought back hard. The two brothers tried to flank him on both sides, but he, with great strength and knightly skill, managed to keep them in front of him. When he felt himself so wounded, he increased his strikes and dealt them so many wounds that he knocked them to the ground and would have killed them had they not surrendered. Right then, Sir La Cote Male Taile took the best horse among the three of them and rode off toward the other fortress and bridge; there he met the third brother named Sir Plenorius, a truly noble knight, and they jousted together, each knocking the other down, horse and rider. Then they got off their horses, readied their shields, and drew their swords, landing many fierce blows on each other, sometimes one knight having the advantage on the bridge, and other times the other. They fought for over two hours without resting. Meanwhile, Sir Launcelot and the damsel watched them. "Alas," said the damsel, "my knight is fighting so hard and for too long." "Now you can see," said Sir Launcelot, "that he is a noble knight, considering his first battle and his serious wounds; it's remarkable that he can endure such a long fight against that skilled knight while being so injured."
CHAPTER VIII.
How La Cote Male Taile was taken
prisoner, and after rescued by Sir Launcelot, and how Sir Launcelot overcame
four brethren.
This meanwhile Sir La Cote Male Taile sank right down upon the earth, what for-wounded and what for-bled he might not stand. Then the other knight had pity of him, and said: Fair young knight, dismay you not, for had ye been fresh when ye met with me, as I was, I wot well that I should not have endured so long as ye have done; and therefore for your noble deeds of arms I shall show to you kindness and gentleness in all that I may. And forthwithal this noble knight, Sir Plenorius, took him up in his arms, and led him into his tower. And then he commanded him the wine, and made to search him and to stop his bleeding wounds. Sir, said La Cote Male Taile, withdraw you from me, and hie you to yonder bridge again, for there will meet with you another manner knight than ever was I. Why, said Plenorius, is there another manner knight behind of your fellowship? Yea, said La Cote Male Taile, there is a much better knight than I am. What is his name? said Plenorius. Ye shall not know for me, said La Cote Male Taile. Well, said the knight, he shall be encountered withal whatsomever he be.
Meanwhile, Sir La Cote Male Taile collapsed to the ground, unable to stand due to his wounds and blood loss. The other knight felt pity for him and said, "Fair young knight, don’t be disheartened. If you had been fresh when you faced me, like I was, I know I would not have lasted as long as you have. Therefore, for your noble acts in battle, I will show you kindness and respect in any way I can." Immediately, this noble knight, Sir Plenorius, lifted him in his arms and took him to his tower. Then he ordered wine to be brought and instructed them to tend to Sir La Cote Male Taile's bleeding wounds. "Sir," said La Cote Male Taile, "please step away and go back to that bridge, for you’ll encounter a different kind of knight than I ever was." "Why?" asked Plenorius. "Is there another knight from your group?" "Yes," said La Cote Male Taile, "there's a much better knight than I am." "What’s his name?" Plenorius inquired. "You won't learn it from me," La Cote Male Taile replied. "Well," said the knight, "he can be met regardless of who he is."
Then Sir Plenorius heard a knight call that said: Sir Plenorius, where art thou? either thou must deliver me the prisoner that thou hast led unto thy tower, or else come and do battle with me. Then Plenorius gat his horse, and came with a spear in his hand walloping toward Sir Launcelot; and then they began to feutre their spears, and came together as thunder, and smote either other so mightily that their horses fell down under them. And then they avoided their horses, and pulled out their swords, and like two bulls they lashed together with great strokes and foins; but ever Sir Launcelot recovered ground upon him, and Sir Plenorius traced to have gone about him. But Sir Launcelot would not suffer that, but bare him backer and backer, till he came nigh his tower gate. And then said Sir Launcelot: I know thee well for a good knight, but wit thou well thy life and death is in my hand, and therefore yield thee to me, and thy prisoner. The other answered no word, but struck mightily upon Sir Launcelot’s helm, that the fire sprang out of his eyes. Then Sir Launcelot doubled his strokes so thick, and smote at him so mightily, that he made him kneel upon his knees. And therewith Sir Launcelot leapt upon him, and pulled him grovelling down. Then Sir Plenorius yielded him, and his tower, and all his prisoners at his will.
Then Sir Plenorius heard a knight shout, "Sir Plenorius, where are you? You must either hand over the prisoner you've taken to your tower, or come and fight me." So Plenorius mounted his horse and charged at Sir Launcelot with a spear in hand. They braced themselves and collided with such force that their horses fell beneath them. They quickly got off their horses, unsheathed their swords, and like two bulls, they exchanged powerful blows. But Sir Launcelot kept pushing Plenorius back, while Plenorius tried to maneuver around him. However, Sir Launcelot wouldn’t allow that, driving him further back until they were close to the gate of his tower. Then Sir Launcelot said, "I know you well as a good knight, but know this, your life and death are in my hands, so surrender to me and give up your prisoner." Plenorius didn’t respond but struck fiercely at Sir Launcelot’s helmet, causing sparks to fly. In return, Sir Launcelot unleashed a flurry of blows, hitting him so hard that he forced him to kneel. Then Sir Launcelot leapt forward and pulled him down to the ground. At that point, Sir Plenorius surrendered himself, his tower, and all his prisoners to Launcelot’s control.
Then Sir Launcelot received him and took his troth; and then he rode to the other bridge, and there Sir Launcelot jousted with other three of his brethren, the one hight Pillounes, and the other hight Pellogris, and the third Sir Pellandris. And first upon horseback Sir Launcelot smote them down, and afterward he beat them on foot, and made them to yield them unto him; and then he returned unto Sir Plenorius, and there he found in his prison King Carados of Scotland, and many other knights, and all they were delivered. And then Sir La Cote Male Taile came to Sir Launcelot, and then Sir Launcelot would have given him all these fortresses and these bridges. Nay, said La Cote Male Taile, I will not have Sir Plenorius’ livelihood; with that he will grant you, my lord Sir Launcelot, to come unto King Arthur’s court, and to be his knight, and all his brethren, I will pray you, my lord, to let him have his livelihood. I will well, said Sir Launcelot, with this that he will come to the court of King Arthur and become his man, and his brethren five. And as for you, Sir Plenorius, I will undertake, said Sir Launcelot, at the next feast, so there be a place voided, that ye shall be Knight of the Round Table. Sir, said Plenorius, at the next feast of Pentecost I will be at Arthur’s court, and at that time I will be guided and ruled as King Arthur and ye will have me. Then Sir Launcelot and Sir La Cote Male Taile reposed them there, unto the time that Sir La Cote Male Taile was whole of his wounds, and there they had merry cheer, and good rest, and many good games, and there were many fair ladies.
Then Sir Launcelot welcomed him and took his oath; after that, he rode to the other bridge, where he jousted with three of his fellow knights: one named Pillounes, another named Pellogris, and the third Sir Pellandris. First, on horseback, Sir Launcelot knocked them down, and then he defeated them on foot, forcing them to surrender to him. Afterward, he returned to Sir Plenorius and found in his prison King Carados of Scotland and many other knights, all of whom were freed. Then Sir La Cote Male Taile approached Sir Launcelot, and Sir Launcelot offered him all these fortresses and bridges. "No," said La Cote Male Taile, "I don’t want Sir Plenorius’ territory; instead, he will grant you, my lord Sir Launcelot, the ability to come to King Arthur’s court and be his knight, and I ask you, my lord, to allow him to keep his land." "I agree," said Sir Launcelot, "on the condition that he comes to King Arthur’s court and becomes his man, along with his five brothers." As for you, Sir Plenorius, I promise, said Sir Launcelot, at the next tournament, if there’s an open spot, you will be made a Knight of the Round Table. "Sir," said Plenorius, "I will be at Arthur’s court by the next Pentecost, and at that time I will follow whatever King Arthur and you wish for me." Then Sir Launcelot and Sir La Cote Male Taile rested there until Sir La Cote Male Taile recovered from his injuries, and they enjoyed good company, pleasant rest, and many fun games, with numerous lovely ladies present.
CHAPTER IX.
How Sir Launcelot made La Cote Male
Taile lord of the Castle of Pendragon, and after was made knight of the Round
Table.
And in the meanwhile came Sir Kay, the Seneschal, and Sir Brandiles, and anon they fellowshipped with them. And then within ten days, then departed those knights of Arthur’s court from these fortresses. And as Sir Launcelot came by the Castle of Pendragon there he put Sir Brian de les Isles from his lands, for cause he would never be withhold with King Arthur; and all that Castle of Pendragon and all the lands thereof he gave to Sir La Cote Male Taile. And then Sir Launcelot sent for Nerovens that he made once knight, and he made him to have all the rule of that castle and of that country, under La Cote Male Taile; and so they rode to Arthur’s court all wholly together. And at Pentecost next following there was Sir Plenorius and Sir La Cote Male Taile, called otherwise by right Sir Breunor le Noire, both made Knights of the Table Round; and great lands King Arthur gave them, and there Breunor le Noire wedded that damosel Maledisant. And after she was called Beauvivante, but ever after for the more part he was called La Cote Male Taile; and he proved a passing noble knight, and mighty; and many worshipful deeds he did after in his life; and Sir Plenorius proved a noble knight and full of prowess, and all the days of their life for the most part they awaited upon Sir Launcelot; and Sir Plenorius’ brethren were ever knights of King Arthur. And also, as the French book maketh mention, Sir La Cote Male Taile avenged his father’s death.
And in the meantime, Sir Kay, the Seneschal, and Sir Brandiles arrived, and soon they joined the others. Within ten days, those knights from Arthur’s court left these fortresses. As Sir Launcelot passed by the Castle of Pendragon, he removed Sir Brian de les Isles from his lands because he would never side with King Arthur; he then gave the Castle of Pendragon and all its lands to Sir La Cote Male Taile. Sir Launcelot sent for Nerovens, whom he had once made a knight, and put him in charge of that castle and its territory under La Cote Male Taile. Then they all rode together to Arthur’s court. At the following Pentecost, Sir Plenorius and Sir La Cote Male Taile, also known as Sir Breunor le Noire, were both made Knights of the Round Table; King Arthur granted them great lands, and there Breunor le Noire married the damsel Maledisant. Afterward, she was called Beauvivante, but he was mostly known as La Cote Male Taile; he turned out to be an exceptionally noble and powerful knight and accomplished many honorable deeds throughout his life. Sir Plenorius also proved to be a noble knight, full of bravery, and for most of their lives, they served Sir Launcelot. Sir Plenorius’s brothers were always knights of King Arthur. Additionally, as mentioned in the French book, Sir La Cote Male Taile avenged his father’s death.
CHAPTER X.
How La Beale Isoud sent letters to Sir
Tristram by her maid Bragwaine, and of divers adventures of Sir Tristram.
Now leave we here Sir La Cote Male Taile, and turn we unto Sir Tristram de Liones that was in Brittany. When La Beale Isoud understood that he was wedded she sent to him by her maiden Bragwaine as piteous letters as could be thought and made, and her conclusion was that, an it pleased Sir Tristram, that he would come to her court, and bring with him Isoud la Blanche Mains, and they should be kept as well as she herself. Then Sir Tristram called unto him Sir Kehydius, and asked him whether he would go with him into Cornwall secretly. He answered him that he was ready at all times. And then he let ordain privily a little vessel, and therein they went, Sir Tristram, Kehydius, Dame Bragwaine, and Gouvernail, Sir Tristram’s squire. So when they were in the sea a contrarious wind blew them on the coasts of North Wales, nigh the Castle Perilous. Then said Sir Tristram: Here shall ye abide me these ten days, and Gouvernail, my squire, with you. And if so be I come not again by that day take the next way into Cornwall; for in this forest are many strange adventures, as I have heard say, and some of them I cast me to prove or I depart. And when I may I shall hie me after you.
Now let's leave Sir La Cote Male Taile and turn to Sir Tristram de Liones, who was in Brittany. When La Beale Isoud found out that he was married, she sent him the most pitiful letters she could think of through her maid Bragwaine, asking him to come to her court and to bring Isoud la Blanche Mains with him, promising they would be treated as well as she herself. Sir Tristram then called Sir Kehydius and asked if he would secretly go with him to Cornwall. Kehydius replied that he was always ready. So, they secretly arranged a small vessel, and in it went Sir Tristram, Kehydius, Dame Bragwaine, and Gouvernail, Sir Tristram’s squire. When they were at sea, a contrary wind pushed them to the shores of North Wales, near the Castle Perilous. Sir Tristram said, "You all stay here for ten days with Gouvernail, my squire. If I haven't returned by then, take the fastest route to Cornwall; for there are many strange adventures in this forest, as I’ve heard, and I plan to attempt some before I leave. When I can, I’ll hurry after you."
Then Sir Tristram and Kehydius took their horses and departed from their fellowship. And so they rode within that forest a mile and more; and at the last Sir Tristram saw afore him a likely knight, armed, sitting by a well, and a strong mighty horse passing nigh him tied to an oak, and a man hoving and riding by him leading an horse laden with spears. And this knight that sat at the well seemed by his countenance to be passing heavy. Then Sir Tristram rode near him and said: Fair knight, why sit ye so drooping? ye seem to be a knight-errant by your arms and harness, and therefore dress you to joust with one of us, or with both. Therewithal that knight made no words, but took his shield and buckled it about his neck, and lightly he took his horse and leapt upon him. And then he took a great spear of his squire, and departed his way a furlong. Sir Kehydius asked leave of Sir Tristram to joust first. Do your best, said Sir Tristram. So they met together, and there Sir Kehydius had a fall, and was sore wounded on high above the paps. Then Sir Tristram said: Knight, that is well jousted, now make you ready unto me. I am ready, said the knight. And then that knight took a greater spear in his hand, and encountered with Sir Tristram, and there by great force that knight smote down Sir Tristram from his horse and had a great fall. Then Sir Tristram was sore ashamed, and lightly he avoided his horse, and put his shield afore his shoulder, and drew his sword. And then Sir Tristram required that knight of his knighthood to alight upon foot and fight with him. I will well, said the knight; and so he alighted upon foot, and avoided his horse, and cast his shield upon his shoulder, and drew his sword, and there they fought a long battle together full nigh two hours. Then Sir Tristram said: Fair knight, hold thine hand, and tell me of whence thou art, and what is thy name. As for that, said the knight, I will be avised; but an thou wilt tell me thy name peradventure I will tell thee mine.
Then Sir Tristram and Kehydius took their horses and left their group. They rode into the forest for a mile or more until Sir Tristram spotted a knight ahead, fully armored and sitting by a well, with a powerful horse tied to an oak nearby, and a man riding past him leading a horse loaded with spears. The knight at the well looked very troubled. Sir Tristram approached him and said: "Noble knight, why do you sit here looking so down? You seem to be a knight-errant by your armor, so are you ready to joust with one of us, or both?" The knight didn't respond but instead grabbed his shield, secured it around his neck, quickly mounted his horse, and took a great spear from his squire before riding off a short distance. Sir Kehydius asked Sir Tristram if he could joust first. "Do your best," replied Sir Tristram. They charged at each other, and Sir Kehydius was unseated and badly injured above his chest. Sir Tristram then said: "Knight, that was a good joust; now get ready to face me." "I’m ready," said the knight. He picked up a larger spear and charged at Sir Tristram, knocking him off his horse with great force, causing him to fall hard. Sir Tristram felt quite embarrassed, quickly got off his horse, positioned his shield on his shoulder, and drew his sword. He then asked the knight to dismount and fight him on foot. "I’d be happy to do that," said the knight, and he got off his horse, secured his shield on his shoulder, and drew his sword. They fought fiercely for nearly two hours. Finally, Sir Tristram said: "Noble knight, pause for a moment and tell me where you’re from and what your name is." The knight replied, "I’ll consider that; but if you tell me your name first, I might share mine."
CHAPTER XI.
How Sir Tristram met with Sir Lamorak
de Galis, and how they fought, and after accorded never to fight together.
Now fair knight, he said, my name is Sir Tristram de Liones. Sir, said the other knight, and my name is Sir Lamorak de Galis. Ah, Sir Lamorak, said Sir Tristram, well be we met, and bethink thee now of the despite thou didst me of the sending of the horn unto King Mark’s court, to the intent to have slain or dishonoured my lady the queen, La Beale Isoud; and therefore wit thou well, said Sir Tristram, the one of us shall die or we depart. Sir, said Sir Lamorak, remember that we were together in the Isle of Servage, and at that time ye promised me great friendship. Then Sir Tristram would make no longer delays, but lashed at Sir Lamorak; and thus they fought long till either were weary of other. Then Sir Tristram said to Sir Lamorak: In all my life met I never with such a knight that was so big and well breathed as ye be, therefore, said Sir Tristram, it were pity that any of us both should here be mischieved. Sir, said Sir Lamorak, for your renown and name I will that ye have the worship of this battle, and therefore I will yield me unto you. And therewith he took the point of his sword to yield him. Nay, said Sir Tristram, ye shall not do so, for well I know your proffers, and more of your gentleness than for any fear or dread ye have of me. And therewithal Sir Tristram proffered him his sword and said: Sir Lamorak, as an overcome knight I yield me unto you as to a man of the most noble prowess that ever I met withal. Nay, said Sir Lamorak, I will do you gentleness; I require you let us be sworn together that never none of us shall after this day have ado with other. And therewithal Sir Tristram and Sir Lamorak sware that never none of them should fight against other, nor for weal nor for woe.
Now, fair knight, he said, my name is Sir Tristram de Liones. "Sir," said the other knight, "my name is Sir Lamorak de Galis." "Ah, Sir Lamorak," said Sir Tristram, "it's good to see you, but remember how you wronged me by sending the horn to King Mark’s court, intending to kill or dishonor my lady, Queen La Beale Isoud. So know this, Sir Lamorak, one of us will die before we leave here." "Sir," replied Sir Lamorak, "remember we were together in the Isle of Servage, and at that time, you promised me great friendship." Then Sir Tristram would not delay any longer and attacked Sir Lamorak; they fought for a long time until both were tired of each other. Then Sir Tristram said to Sir Lamorak, "In all my life, I've never met a knight as strong and well-conditioned as you. Therefore, it would be a shame for either of us to be harmed here." "Sir," said Sir Lamorak, "due to your reputation, I will let you have the honor of this battle, so I will surrender to you." With that, he lowered the point of his sword to yield. "No," said Sir Tristram, "you must not do that, for I know well your intentions, and I admire your nobility more than fear of me." Then Sir Tristram offered him his sword and said, "Sir Lamorak, as a defeated knight, I surrender to you as one of the most noble warriors I have ever encountered." "No," replied Sir Lamorak, "I will show you kindness; I request that we swear to never fight each other again from this day forward." With that, Sir Tristram and Sir Lamorak swore that neither would ever fight against the other, neither for good nor for bad.
CHAPTER XII.
How Sir Palomides followed the
Questing Beast, and smote down Sir Tristram and Sir Lamorak with one
spear.
And this meanwhile there came Sir Palomides, the good knight, following the Questing Beast that had in shape a head like a serpent’s head, and a body like a leopard, buttocks like a lion, and footed like an hart; and in his body there was such a noise as it had been the noise of thirty couple of hounds questing, and such a noise that beast made wheresomever he went; and this beast ever more Sir Palomides followed, for it was called his quest. And right so as he followed this beast it came by Sir Tristram, and soon after came Palomides. And to brief this matter he smote down Sir Tristram and Sir Lamorak both with one spear; and so he departed after the beast Galtisant, that was called the Questing Beast; wherefore these two knights were passing wroth that Sir Palomides would not fight on foot with them. Here men may understand that be of worship, that he was never formed that all times might stand, but sometime he was put to the worse by mal-fortune; and at sometime the worse knight put the better knight to a rebuke.
And meanwhile, Sir Palomides, the good knight, was chasing the Questing Beast, which had a head like a serpent, a body like a leopard, hindquarters like a lion, and legs like a deer. It made a noise like thirty pairs of hounds barking wherever it went. Sir Palomides followed this beast because it was his quest. As he was pursuing it, he passed by Sir Tristram, and not long after, Palomides caught up to him. To keep it short, he knocked down both Sir Tristram and Sir Lamorak with a single spear and then continued after the beast Galtisant, known as the Questing Beast. This made both knights very angry that Sir Palomides wouldn’t fight them on foot. Here, we can see that even those of great renown can sometimes be at a disadvantage due to bad luck, and that sometimes a lesser knight can put a better knight to shame.
Then Sir Tristram and Sir Lamorak gat Sir Kehydius upon a shield betwixt them both, and led him to a forester’s lodge, and there they gave him in charge to keep him well, and with him they abode three days. Then the two knights took their horses and at the cross they departed. And then said Sir Tristram to Sir Lamorak: I require you if ye hap to meet with Sir Palomides, say him that he shall find me at the same well where I met him, and there I, Sir Tristram, shall prove whether he be better knight than I. And so either departed from other a sundry way, and Sir Tristram rode nigh thereas was Sir Kehydius; and Sir Lamorak rode until he came to a chapel, and there he put his horse unto pasture. And anon there came Sir Meliagaunce, that was King Bagdemagus’ son, and he there put his horse to pasture, and was not ware of Sir Lamorak; and then this knight Sir Meliagaunce made his moan of the love that he had to Queen Guenever, and there he made a woful complaint. All this heard Sir Lamorak, and on the morn Sir Lamorak took his horse and rode unto the forest, and there he met with two knights hoving under the wood-shaw. Fair knights, said Sir Lamorak, what do ye hoving here and watching? and if ye be knights-errant that will joust, lo I am ready. Nay, sir knight, they said, not so, we abide not here to joust with you, but we lie here in await of a knight that slew our brother. What knight was that, said Sir Lamorak, that you would fain meet withal? Sir, they said, it is Sir Launcelot that slew our brother, and if ever we may meet with him he shall not escape, but we shall slay him. Ye take upon you a great charge, said Sir Lamorak, for Sir Launcelot is a noble proved knight. As for that we doubt not, for there nis none of us but we are good enough for him. I will not believe that, said Sir Lamorak, for I heard never yet of no knight the days of my life but Sir Launcelot was too big for him.
Then Sir Tristram and Sir Lamorak placed Sir Kehydius on a shield between them and took him to a forester’s lodge, where they made sure he was well taken care of, and they stayed with him for three days. After that, the two knights took their horses and parted ways at the cross. Sir Tristram said to Sir Lamorak: “If you happen to meet Sir Palomides, tell him he will find me at the same well where we met before, and there I, Sir Tristram, will see if he is a better knight than I.” They both then went their separate ways. Sir Tristram rode close to where Sir Kehydius was, while Sir Lamorak rode until he arrived at a chapel, where he let his horse graze. Soon after, Sir Meliagaunce, the son of King Bagdemagus, arrived and also put his horse to graze, unaware of Sir Lamorak. Sir Meliagaunce then lamented his love for Queen Guenever and made a sorrowful complaint. Sir Lamorak heard all of this, and the next morning he took his horse and rode into the forest, where he encountered two knights lurking under the trees. “Good knights,” said Sir Lamorak, “what are you doing here watching? If you are knights-errant looking for a joust, I am ready.” “No, sir knight,” they replied, “that’s not our purpose; we’re here waiting for a knight who killed our brother.” “Which knight is that?” asked Sir Lamorak. “Sir Launcelot,” they said, “who killed our brother, and if we ever encounter him, he won’t escape; we will kill him.” “You are taking on a heavy burden,” said Sir Lamorak, “because Sir Launcelot is a noble and proven knight.” “We don’t doubt that; every one of us is good enough for him.” “I won’t believe that,” said Sir Lamorak, “because I’ve never heard of any knight, in all my days, who wasn’t outmatched by Sir Launcelot.”
CHAPTER XIII.
How Sir Lamorak met with Sir
Meliagaunce, and fought together for the beauty of Dame Guenever.
Right so as they stood talking thus Sir Lamorak was ware how Sir Launcelot came riding straight toward them; then Sir Lamorak saluted him, and he him again. And then Sir Lamorak asked Sir Launcelot if there were anything that he might do for him in these marches. Nay, said Sir Launcelot, not at this time I thank you. Then either departed from other, and Sir Lamorak rode again thereas he left the two knights, and then he found them hid in the leaved wood. Fie on you, said Sir Lamorak, false cowards, pity and shame it is that any of you should take the high order of knighthood. So Sir Lamorak departed from them, and within a while he met with Sir Meliagaunce. And then Sir Lamorak asked him why he loved Queen Guenever as he did: For I was not far from you when ye made your complaint by the chapel. Did ye so? said Sir Meliagaunce, then will I abide by it: I love Queen Guenever, what will ye with it? I will prove and make good that she is the fairest lady and most of beauty in the world. As to that, said Sir Lamorak, I say nay thereto, for Queen Morgawse of Orkney, mother to Sir Gawaine, and his mother is the fairest queen and lady that beareth the life. That is not so, said Sir Meliagaunce, and that will I prove with my hands upon thy body. Will ye so? said Sir Lamorak, and in a better quarrel keep I not to fight. Then they departed either from other in great wrath. And then they came riding together as it had been thunder, and either smote other so sore that their horses fell backward to the earth. And then they avoided their horses, and dressed their shields, and drew their swords. And then they hurtled together as wild boars, and thus they fought a great while. For Meliagaunce was a good man and of great might, but Sir Lamorak was hard big for him, and put him always aback, but either had wounded other sore.
As they were talking, Sir Lamorak noticed Sir Launcelot riding straight toward them. Sir Lamorak greeted him, and Launcelot returned the greeting. Then, Sir Lamorak asked Sir Launcelot if there was anything he could do for him in this area. "No," said Sir Launcelot. "Not right now, thank you." They then parted ways, and Sir Lamorak rode back to where he had left the two knights, only to find them hiding in the wooded area. "Shame on you," said Sir Lamorak, "you false cowards. It’s a pity that any of you hold the noble title of knighthood." Sir Lamorak then left them and soon met Sir Meliagaunce. He asked Meliagaunce why he loved Queen Guinevere so much. "I wasn't far from you when you complained near the chapel." "Did you?" said Sir Meliagaunce. "Then I stand by it. I love Queen Guinevere. What of it?" "I’ll prove that she is the fairest and most beautiful lady in the world," said Sir Lamorak. "I disagree," replied Sir Meliagaunce. "Queen Morgawse of Orkney, Sir Gawaine's mother, is the fairest queen and lady alive." "That’s not true," said Sir Meliagaunce, "and I’ll prove it with my hands on your body." "Will you?" said Sir Lamorak. "I couldn't ask for a better reason to fight." They then parted ways in a fury. A moment later, they came charging at each other like thunder, striking each other so hard that their horses fell backward to the ground. They got off their horses, prepared their shields, and drew their swords. Then they clashed together like wild boars, fighting fiercely for quite a while. Meliagaunce was strong and capable, but Sir Lamorak was a tough match for him, constantly pushing him back, even though both had inflicted serious wounds on each other.
And as they stood thus fighting, by fortune came Sir Launcelot and Sir Bleoberis riding. And then Sir Launcelot rode betwixt them, and asked them for what cause they fought so together: And ye are both knights of King Arthur!
And as they stood there fighting, by chance Sir Launcelot and Sir Bleoberis rode by. Sir Launcelot then rode between them and asked why they were fighting so fiercely: "Aren't you both knights of King Arthur?"
Sir, said Meliagaunce, I shall tell you for what cause we do this battle. I praised my lady, Queen Guenever, and said she was the fairest lady of the world, and Sir Lamorak said nay thereto, for he said Queen Morgawse of Orkney was fairer than she and more of beauty. Ah, Sir Lamorak, why sayest thou so? it is not thy part to dispraise thy princess that thou art under her obeissance, and we all. And therewith he alighted on foot, and said: For this quarrel, make thee ready, for I will prove upon thee that Queen Guenever is the fairest lady and most of bounty in the world. Sir, said Sir Lamorak, I am loath to have ado with you in this quarrel, for every man thinketh his own lady fairest; and though I praise the lady that I love most ye should not be wroth; for though my lady, Queen Guenever, be fairest in your eye, wit ye well Queen Morgawse of Orkney is fairest in mine eye, and so every knight thinketh his own lady fairest; and wit ye well, sir, ye are the man in the world except Sir Tristram that I am most loathest to have ado withal, but, an ye will needs fight with me I shall endure you as long as I may. Then spake Sir Bleoberis and said: My lord Sir Launcelot, I wist you never so misadvised as ye are now, for Sir Lamorak sayeth you but reason and knightly; for I warn you I have a lady, and methinketh that she is the fairest lady of the world. Were this a great reason that ye should be wroth with me for such language? And well ye wot, that Sir Lamorak is as noble a knight as I know, and he hath ought you and us ever good will, and therefore I pray you be good friends. Then Sir Launcelot said unto Sir Lamorak. I pray you forgive me mine evil will, and if I was misadvised I will amend it. Sir, said Sir Lamorak, the amends is soon made betwixt you and me. And so Sir Launcelot and Sir Bleoberis departed, and Sir Meliagaunce and Sir Lamorak took their horses, and either departed from other.
"Sir," Meliagaunce said, "let me explain why we’re fighting. I praised my lady, Queen Guenever, claiming she’s the most beautiful woman in the world. Sir Lamorak disagreed, insisting that Queen Morgawse of Orkney is fairer and more beautiful. 'Ah, Sir Lamorak, why would you say that?' I replied. 'It's not right for you to criticize your princess whom you serve, just as we all do.' With that, he got off his horse and said, 'Get ready for this fight, because I will prove to you that Queen Guenever is the fairest and noblest lady in the world.' 'Sir,' replied Sir Lamorak, 'I really don't want to engage with you in this conflict, because every man believes his own lady is the fairest. While I admire the lady I love the most, you shouldn’t be angry; even if you think Queen Guenever is the fairest in your eyes, I assure you Queen Morgawse of Orkney is the fairest in mine. Just as every knight thinks his own lady is the most beautiful. And let me be clear, you are the man I least want to argue with in the world, except for Sir Tristram. But if you persist in fighting me, I’ll hold out for as long as I can.' Then Sir Bleoberis spoke up, saying, 'My lord Sir Launcelot, I’ve never seen you so misguided as you are now. Sir Lamorak is simply being rational and courteous. I also have a lady whom I think is the most beautiful in the world. Should I be angry with you for saying such things? And you know well that Sir Lamorak is as noble a knight as I know, and he has always held good will towards you and us, so I ask you to be friends.' Sir Launcelot then said to Sir Lamorak, 'Please forgive me for my bad thoughts, and if I was wrong, I will correct it.' 'Sir,' said Sir Lamorak, 'the reconciliation is easily made between you and me.' So, Sir Launcelot and Sir Bleoberis parted ways, while Sir Meliagaunce and Sir Lamorak mounted their horses and went their separate ways."
And within a while came King Arthur, and met with Sir Lamorak, and jousted with him; and there he smote down Sir Lamorak, and wounded him sore with a spear, and so he rode from him; wherefore Sir Lamorak was wroth that he would not fight with him on foot, howbeit that Sir Lamorak knew not King Arthur.
And after some time, King Arthur arrived and encountered Sir Lamorak, and they jousted against each other. King Arthur struck Sir Lamorak down and seriously injured him with a spear, and then he rode away. This angered Sir Lamorak because he wished to fight him on foot, even though Sir Lamorak didn’t know it was King Arthur.
CHAPTER XIV.
How Sir Kay met with Sir Tristram,
and after of the shame spoken of the knights of Cornwall, and how they
jousted.
Now leave we of this tale, and speak we of Sir Tristram, that as he rode he met with Sir Kay, the Seneschal; and there Sir Kay asked Sir Tristram of what country he was. He answered that he was of the country of Cornwall. It may well be, said Sir Kay, for yet heard I never that ever good knight came out of Cornwall. That is evil spoken, said Sir Tristram, but an it please you to tell me your name I require you. Sir, wit ye well, said Sir Kay, that my name is Sir Kay, the Seneschal. Is that your name? said Sir Tristram, now wit ye well that ye are named the shamefullest knight of your tongue that now is living; howbeit ye are called a good knight, but ye are called unfortunate, and passing overthwart of your tongue. And thus they rode together till they came to a bridge. And there was a knight would not let them pass till one of them jousted with him; and so that knight jousted with Sir Kay, and there that knight gave Sir Kay a fall: his name was Sir Tor, Sir Lamorak’s half-brother. And then they two rode to their lodging, and there they found Sir Brandiles, and Sir Tor came thither anon after. And as they sat at supper these four knights, three of them spake all shame by Cornish knights. Sir Tristram heard all that they said and he said but little, but he thought the more, but at that time he discovered not his name.
Now let’s move on from this story and talk about Sir Tristram. As he rode along, he came across Sir Kay, the Seneschal. Sir Kay asked Sir Tristram where he was from. He replied that he was from Cornwall. "That makes sense," said Sir Kay, "because I've never heard of a good knight coming out of Cornwall." "That's not a fair thing to say," Sir Tristram replied. "But if you don't mind, would you tell me your name?" "Sure," said Sir Kay, "my name is Sir Kay, the Seneschal." "Is that really your name?" asked Sir Tristram. "Just so you know, you're considered the most shameful knight alive, though people do call you a good knight, but mainly unfortunate and really rude." They continued riding together until they reached a bridge. A knight there wouldn't let them pass until one of them fought him in a joust. That knight faced off against Sir Kay and knocked him down; his name was Sir Tor, Sir Lamorak’s half-brother. After that, they both rode to their accommodation, where they found Sir Brandiles, and soon Sir Tor arrived as well. While they were having dinner, the four knights talked badly about Cornish knights. Sir Tristram listened to everything they said. He didn’t say much, but he thought a lot, and at that moment, he didn’t reveal his name.
Upon the morn Sir Tristram took his horse and abode them upon their way. And there Sir Brandiles proffered to joust with Sir Tristram, and Sir Tristram smote him down, horse and all, to the earth. Then Sir Tor le Fise de Vayshoure encountered with Sir Tristram and there Sir Tristram smote him down, and then he rode his way, and Sir Kay followed him, but he would not of his fellowship. Then Sir Brandiles came to Sir Kay and said: I would wit fain what is that knight’s name. Come on with me, said Sir Kay, and we shall pray him to tell us his name. So they rode together till they came nigh him, and then they were ware where he sat by a well, and had put off his helm to drink at the well. And when he saw them come he laced on his helm lightly, and took his horse, and proffered them to joust. Nay, said Sir Brandiles, we jousted late enough with you, we come not in that intent. But for this we come to require you of knighthood to tell us your name. My fair knights, sithen that is your desire, and to please you, ye shall wit that my name is Sir Tristram de Liones, nephew unto King Mark of Cornwall. In good time, said Sir Brandiles, and well be ye found, and wit ye well that we be right glad that we have found you, and we be of a fellowship that would be right glad of your company. For ye are the knight in the world that the noble fellowship of the Round Table most desireth to have the company of. God thank them, said Sir Tristram, of their great goodness, but as yet I feel well that I am unable to be of their fellowship, for I was never yet of such deeds of worthiness to be in the company of such a fellowship. Ah, said Sir Kay, an ye be Sir Tristram de Liones, ye are the man called now most of prowess except Sir Launcelot du Lake; for he beareth not the life, Christian nor heathen, that can find such another knight, to speak of his prowess, and of his hands, and his truth withal. For yet could there never creature say of him dishonour and make it good. Thus they talked a great while, and then they departed either from other such ways as them seemed best.
One morning, Sir Tristram mounted his horse and continued on his journey. There, Sir Brandiles challenged Sir Tristram to a joust, and Sir Tristram knocked him down, horse and all. Then Sir Tor le Fise de Vayshoure faced Sir Tristram, and once again, Sir Tristram took him down. After that, he rode on, with Sir Kay trailing behind, but Sir Tristram preferred to ride alone. Then Sir Brandiles approached Sir Kay and asked, "I’d really like to know that knight's name. Come on with me," replied Sir Kay, "and we’ll ask him to tell us." So they rode together until they saw him sitting by a well, having taken off his helmet to drink. When he noticed them approaching, he quickly put his helmet back on, mounted his horse, and offered to joust. “No,” said Sir Brandiles, “we've had enough jousting with you; we didn’t come for that. We came to ask you to tell us your name, out of respect for knighthood.” “My good knights,” said Sir Tristram, “since that is your wish and to please you, my name is Sir Tristram de Liones, nephew of King Mark of Cornwall.” “In good time,” said Sir Brandiles, “we're pleased to meet you, and know that we would be very glad to have your company. You are the knight that the noble fellowship of the Round Table desires most.” “Thanks to them for their kindness,” replied Sir Tristram, “but I know that I’m not worthy to be part of their fellowship yet, as I have not accomplished such deeds of valor.” “Ah,” said Sir Kay, “if you are Sir Tristram de Liones, you are now regarded as one of the most skilled knights, second only to Sir Launcelot du Lake; there isn't a man, Christian or pagan, who can compare to you in terms of prowess, strength, and honor. No one has ever been able to say anything dishonorable about him and justify it.” They talked for quite some time, and then parted ways, each taking the path they deemed best.
CHAPTER XV.
How King Arthur was brought into the
Forest Perilous, and how Sir Tristram saved his life.
Now shall ye hear what was the cause that King Arthur came into the Forest Perilous, that was in North Wales, by the means of a lady. Her name was Annowre, and this lady came to King Arthur at Cardiff; and she by fair promise and fair behests made King Arthur to ride with her into that Forest Perilous; and she was a great sorceress; and many days she had loved King Arthur, and because she would have him to lie by her she came into that country. So when the king was gone with her many of his knights followed after King Arthur when they missed him, as Sir Launcelot, Brandiles, and many other; and when she had brought him to her tower she desired him to lie by her; and then the king remembered him of his lady, and would not lie by her for no craft that she could do. Then every day she would make him ride into that forest with his own knights, to the intent to have had King Arthur slain. For when this Lady Annowre saw that she might not have him at her will, then she laboured by false means to have destroyed King Arthur, and slain.
Now you will hear what caused King Arthur to enter the Forest Perilous in North Wales, thanks to a lady. Her name was Annowre, and she approached King Arthur in Cardiff. With sweet promises and kind words, she persuaded him to ride with her into the Forest Perilous; she was a powerful sorceress and had loved King Arthur for many days. She came to this land because she wanted him to spend the night with her. When the king left with her, many of his knights—such as Sir Launcelot, Brandiles, and others—followed after him when they noticed he was missing. Once she brought him to her tower, she wanted him to lie with her; but then the king remembered his lady and refused to do so, no matter what magic she attempted. Every day, she would make him ride into that forest with his knights, intending to have King Arthur killed. When this Lady Annowre realized she could not have him as she wished, she schemed to destroy and murder King Arthur.
Then the Lady of the Lake that was alway friendly to King Arthur, she understood by her subtle crafts that King Arthur was like to be destroyed. And therefore this Lady of the Lake, that hight Nimue, came into that forest to seek after Sir Launcelot du Lake or Sir Tristram for to help King Arthur; foras that same day this Lady of the Lake knew well that King Arthur should be slain, unless that he had help of one of these two knights. And thus she rode up and down till she met with Sir Tristram, and anon as she saw him she knew him. O my lord Sir Tristram, she said, well be ye met, and blessed be the time that I have met with you; for this same day, and within these two hours, shall be done the foulest deed that ever was done in this land. O fair damosel, said Sir Tristram, may I amend it. Come on with me, she said, and that in all the haste ye may, for ye shall see the most worshipfullest knight of the world hard bestead. Then said Sir Tristram: I am ready to help such a noble man. He is neither better nor worse, said the Lady of the Lake, but the noble King Arthur himself. God defend, said Sir Tristram, that ever he should be in such distress. Then they rode together a great pace, until they came to a little turret or castle; and underneath that castle they saw a knight standing upon foot fighting with two knights; and so Sir Tristram beheld them, and at the last the two knights smote down the one knight, and that one of them unlaced his helm to have slain him. And the Lady Annowre gat King Arthur’s sword in her hand to have stricken off his head. And therewithal came Sir Tristram with all his might, crying: Traitress, traitress, leave that. And anon there Sir Tristram smote the one of the knights through the body that he fell dead; and then he rashed to the other and smote his back asunder; and in the meanwhile the Lady of the Lake cried to King Arthur: Let not that false lady escape. Then King Arthur overtook her, and with the same sword he smote off her head, and the Lady of the Lake took up her head and hung it up by the hair of her saddle-bow. And then Sir Tristram horsed King Arthur and rode forth with him, but he charged the Lady of the Lake not to discover his name as at that time.
Then the Lady of the Lake, who was always friendly to King Arthur, realized through her clever skills that he was in danger of being destroyed. So, this Lady of the Lake, named Nimue, ventured into the forest to find either Sir Launcelot du Lake or Sir Tristram to help King Arthur, as she knew that he would be slain that very day unless he received help from one of these two knights. She rode around until she encountered Sir Tristram, and as soon as she saw him, she recognized him. "Oh my lord Sir Tristram," she said, "it’s so good to see you, and I’m blessed to have met you; for today, within the next two hours, the foulest deed that has ever been done in this land will take place." "Oh fair lady," replied Sir Tristram, "let me fix this." "Come with me quickly," she said, "because you will witness the most honorable knight in the world in great danger." Sir Tristram responded, "I’m ready to help such a noble man." "He is neither better nor worse," said the Lady of the Lake, "but the noble King Arthur himself." "God forbid," said Sir Tristram, "that he should ever be in such distress." They then rode at a swift pace until they reached a small turret or castle; beneath it, they saw a knight standing, fighting against two other knights. Sir Tristram observed them, and eventually, the two knights brought down the one knight, and one of them unbuckled his helmet to kill him. Meanwhile, Lady Annowre had King Arthur’s sword in her hand, ready to strike off his head. Just then, Sir Tristram charged in with all his strength, shouting, "Traitoress, traitoress, stop that!" Immediately, Sir Tristram struck one of the knights through the body, and he fell dead; then he rushed to the other and split his back open. In the meantime, the Lady of the Lake called out to King Arthur, "Don’t let that false lady get away." King Arthur caught up to her and, with the same sword, struck off her head, while the Lady of the Lake picked up her head and hung it from her saddle's hair. Then Sir Tristram helped King Arthur onto his horse and rode off with him, but he instructed the Lady of the Lake not to reveal his name at that moment.
When the king was horsed he thanked heartily Sir Tristram, and desired to wit his name; but he would not tell him, but that he was a poor knight adventurous; and so he bare King Arthur fellowship till he met with some of his knights. And within a while he met with Sir Ector de Maris, and he knew not King Arthur nor Sir Tristram, and he desired to joust with one of them. Then Sir Tristram rode unto Sir Ector, and smote him from his horse. And when he had done so he came again to the king and said: My lord, yonder is one of your knights, he may bare you fellowship, and another day that deed that I have done for you I trust to God ye shall understand that I would do you service. Alas, said King Arthur, let me wit what ye are? Not at this time, said Sir Tristram. So he departed and left King Arthur and Sir Ector together.
When the king was mounted, he sincerely thanked Sir Tristram and wanted to know his name; however, Tristram refused to tell him, claiming he was just a humble knight on an adventure. He accompanied King Arthur until they came across some of his knights. Before long, he encountered Sir Ector de Maris, who did not recognize King Arthur or Sir Tristram, and he wanted to joust with one of them. Sir Tristram then rode up to Sir Ector and knocked him off his horse. After doing this, he returned to the king and said, "My lord, that knight over there is one of your knights; he can serve you, and another time, I hope you will understand that what I did for you today was to be of service." "Alas," said King Arthur, "please tell me who you are?" "Not right now," replied Sir Tristram. With that, he left King Arthur and Sir Ector together.
CHAPTER XVI.
How Sir Tristram came to La Beale
Isoud, and how Kehydius began to love Beale Isoud, and of a letter that
Tristram found.
And then at a day set Sir Tristram and Sir Lamorak met at the well; and then they took Kehydius at the forester’s house, and so they rode with him to the ship where they left Dame Bragwaine and Gouvernail, and so they sailed into Cornwall all wholly together. And by assent and information of Dame Bragwaine when they were landed they rode unto Sir Dinas, the Seneschal, a trusty friend of Sir Tristram’s. And so Dame Bragwaine and Sir Dinas rode to the court of King Mark, and told the queen, La Beale Isoud, that Sir Tristram was nigh her in that country. Then for very pure joy La Beale Isoud swooned; and when she might speak she said: Gentle knight Seneschal, help that I might speak with him, outher my heart will brast. Then Sir Dinas and Dame Bragwaine brought Sir Tristram and Kehydius privily unto the court, unto a chamber whereas La Beale Isoud had assigned it; and to tell the joys that were betwixt La Beale Isoud and Sir Tristram, there is no tongue can tell it, nor heart think it, nor pen write it. And as the French book maketh mention, at the first time that ever Sir Kehydius saw La Beale Isoud he was so enamoured upon her that for very pure love he might never withdraw it. And at the last, as ye shall hear or the book be ended, Sir Kehydius died for the love of La Beale Isoud. And then privily he wrote unto her letters and ballads of the most goodliest that were used in those days. And when La Beale Isoud understood his letters she had pity of his complaint, and unavised she wrote another letter to comfort him withal.
One day, Sir Tristram and Sir Lamorak met at the well; they then brought Kehydius to the forester’s house, and together they rode to the ship where they left Dame Bragwaine and Gouvernail. They all sailed into Cornwall together. Following the advice and information from Dame Bragwaine, once they landed, they rode to Sir Dinas, the Seneschal, a reliable friend of Sir Tristram. Dame Bragwaine and Sir Dinas then went to see King Mark and informed Queen La Beale Isoud that Sir Tristram was nearby in the country. Overcome with joy, La Beale Isoud fainted; when she was able to speak, she said, “Gentle knight Seneschal, help me talk to him, or my heart will break.” Sir Dinas and Dame Bragwaine then secretly brought Sir Tristram and Kehydius to the court, to a chamber that La Beale Isoud had prepared. The joy between La Beale Isoud and Sir Tristram is beyond words, thought, or writing. As the French book mentions, the first time Sir Kehydius saw La Beale Isoud, he fell so deeply in love with her that his love never waned. Eventually, as you will hear before the book ends, Sir Kehydius died for love of La Beale Isoud. He secretly wrote her the most beautiful letters and ballads known in those days. When La Beale Isoud read his letters, she felt pity for his sorrow, and without thinking it through, she wrote back a letter to comfort him.
And Sir Tristram was all this while in a turret at the commandment of La Beale Isoud, and when she might she came unto Sir Tristram. So on a day King Mark played at the chess under a chamber window; and at that time Sir Tristram and Sir Kehydius were within the chamber over King Mark, and as it mishapped Sir Tristram found the letter that Kehydius sent unto La Beale Isoud, also he had found the letter that she wrote unto Kehydius, and at that same time La Beale Isoud was in the same chamber. Then Sir Tristram came unto La Beale Isoud and said: Madam, here is a letter that was sent unto you, and here is the letter that ye sent unto him that sent you that letter. Alas, Madam, the good love that I have loved you; and many lands and riches have I forsaken for your love, and now ye are a traitress to me, the which doth me great pain. But as for thee, Sir Kehydius, I brought thee out of Brittany into this country, and thy father, King Howel, I won his lands, howbeit I wedded thy sister Isoud la Blanche Mains for the goodness she did unto me. And yet, as I am true knight, she is a clean maiden for me; but wit thou well, Sir Kehydius, for this falsehood and treason thou hast done me, I will revenge it upon thee. And therewithal Sir Tristram drew out his sword and said: Sir Kehydius, keep thee, and then La Beale Isoud swooned to the earth. And when Sir Kehydius saw Sir Tristram come upon him he saw none other boot, but leapt out at a bay-window even over the head where sat King Mark playing at the chess. And when the king saw one come hurling over his head he said: Fellow, what art thou, and what is the cause thou leapest out at that window? My lord the king, said Kehydius, it fortuned me that I was asleep in the window above your head, and as I slept I slumbered, and so I fell down. And thus Sir Kehydius excused him.
And Sir Tristram was all this time in a tower at the request of La Beale Isoud, and whenever she could, she came to see Sir Tristram. One day, King Mark was playing chess under a chamber window; at that time, Sir Tristram and Sir Kehydius were in the chamber above King Mark, and by chance, Sir Tristram found the letter that Kehydius had sent to La Beale Isoud, as well as the letter she had written to Kehydius. At that moment, La Beale Isoud was in the same chamber. Then Sir Tristram approached La Beale Isoud and said: “Madam, here’s the letter sent to you, and here’s the letter you sent to the one who sent you that letter. Alas, Madam, the true love I have for you; I have given up many lands and riches for your love, and now you are a traitor to me, which causes me great pain. And as for you, Sir Kehydius, I brought you from Brittany to this country, and I won your father King Howel’s lands, although I married your sister Isoud la Blanche Mains for the kindness she showed me. Yet, as a true knight, she is still a pure maiden to me; but know this, Sir Kehydius, for this betrayal and treachery you have committed against me, I will take my revenge. And with that, Sir Tristram drew his sword and said: “Sir Kehydius, look out!” and then La Beale Isoud fainted to the ground. When Sir Kehydius saw Sir Tristram coming at him, he saw no other way out but to leap out of a bay window right over King Mark, who was playing chess below. When the king saw someone flying over his head, he said: “Fellow, who are you, and why are you jumping out of that window?” “My lord the king,” Kehydius replied, “I happened to be asleep in the window above your head, and as I was sleeping, I dozed off and fell down.” And in this way, Sir Kehydius made his excuse.
CHAPTER XVII.
How Sir Tristram departed from
Tintagil, and how he sorrowed and was so long in a forest till he was out of
his mind.
Then Sir Tristram dread sore lest he were discovered unto the king that he was there; wherefore he drew him to the strength of the Tower, and armed him in such armour as he had for to fight with them that would withstand him. And so when Sir Tristram saw there was no resistance against him he sent Gouvernail for his horse and his spear, and knightly he rode forth out of the castle openly, that was called the Castle of Tintagil. And even at gate he met with Gingalin, Sir Gawaine’s son. And anon Sir Gingalin put his spear in his rest, and ran upon Sir Tristram and brake his spear; and Sir Tristram at that time had but a sword, and gave him such a buffet upon the helm that he fell down from his saddle, and his sword slid adown, and carved asunder his horse’s neck. And so Sir Tristram rode his way into the forest, and all this doing saw King Mark. And then he sent a squire unto the hurt knight, and commanded him to come to him, and so he did. And when King Mark wist that it was Sir Gingalin he welcomed him and gave him an horse, and asked him what knight it was that had encountered with him. Sir, said Gingalin, I wot not what knight he was, but well I wot that he sigheth and maketh great dole.
Then Sir Tristram was really worried that the king would find out he was there, so he moved to the stronghold of the Tower and put on the armor he had to fight anyone who tried to stop him. When Sir Tristram saw that there was no one to challenge him, he sent Gouvernail for his horse and spear and rode out of the Castle of Tintagil boldly. At the gate, he ran into Gingalin, Sir Gawaine’s son. Immediately, Sir Gingalin readied his spear and charged at Sir Tristram, breaking his own spear. At that moment, Sir Tristram only had a sword, and he struck Gingalin on the helmet so hard that he fell off his horse, and his sword slipped down and cut through his horse’s neck. Sir Tristram then rode off into the forest, and King Mark witnessed all of this. He then sent a squire to the injured knight, commanding him to come to him, and he did. When King Mark found out that it was Sir Gingalin, he welcomed him, gave him a horse, and asked who the knight was that fought him. “Sir,” said Gingalin, “I don’t know who he was, but I definitely heard him sighing and lamenting deeply.”
Then Sir Tristram within a while met with a knight of his own, that hight Sir Fergus. And when he had met with him he made great sorrow, insomuch that he fell down off his horse in a swoon, and in such sorrow he was in three days and three nights. Then at the last Sir Tristram sent unto the court by Sir Fergus, for to spere what tidings. And so as he rode by the way he met with a damosel that came from Sir Palomides, to know and seek how Sir Tristram did. Then Sir Fergus told her how he was almost out of his mind. Alas, said the damosel, where shall I find him? In such a place, said Sir Fergus. Then Sir Fergus found Queen Isoud sick in her bed, making the greatest dole that ever any earthly woman made. And when the damosel found Sir Tristram she made great dole because she might not amend him, for the more she made of him the more was his pain. And at the last Sir Tristram took his horse and rode away from her. And then was it three days or that she could find him, and then she brought him meat and drink, but he would none; and then another time Sir Tristram escaped away from the damosel, and it happed him to ride by the same castle where Sir Palomides and Sir Tristram did battle when La Beale Isoud departed them. And there by fortune the damosel met with Sir Tristram again, making the greatest dole that ever earthly creature made; and she yede to the lady of that castle and told her of the misadventure of Sir Tristram. Alas, said the lady of that castle, where is my lord, Sir Tristram? Right here by your castle, said the damosel. In good time, said the lady, is he so nigh me; he shall have meat and drink of the best; and an harp I have of his whereupon he taught me, for of goodly harping he beareth the prize in the world. So this lady and damosel brought him meat and drink, but he ate little thereof. Then upon a night he put his horse from him, and then he unlaced his armour, and then Sir Tristram would go into the wilderness, and brast down the trees and boughs; and otherwhile when he found the harp that the lady sent him, then would he harp, and play thereupon and weep together. And sometime when Sir Tristram was in the wood that the lady wist not where he was, then would she sit her down and play upon that harp: then would Sir Tristram come to that harp, and hearken thereto, and sometime he would harp himself. Thus he there endured a quarter of a year. Then at the last he ran his way, and she wist not where he was become. And then was he naked and waxed lean and poor of flesh; and so he fell in the fellowship of herdmen and shepherds, and daily they would give him some of their meat and drink. And when he did any shrewd deed they would beat him with rods, and so they clipped him with shears and made him like a fool.
Then Sir Tristram soon encountered a knight he knew, named Sir Fergus. When they met, Tristram was so upset that he fell off his horse in a faint, and he was in such grief for three days and three nights. Finally, Sir Tristram sent Sir Fergus to the court to ask for news. While he was riding along the way, he came across a lady who was coming from Sir Palomides to check on how Sir Tristram was doing. Sir Fergus told her that Tristram was almost out of his mind. “Oh no,” said the lady, “where can I find him?” “In that place,” replied Sir Fergus. Sir Fergus then found Queen Isoud sick in bed, grieving more than any other woman on earth. When the lady found Sir Tristram, she was heartbroken because she couldn’t heal him; the more she cared for him, the worse his pain became. Eventually, Sir Tristram took his horse and rode away from her. It took another three days before she could find him again, and she brought him food and drink, but he refused it. Another time, Sir Tristram escaped from the lady, and by chance, he rode past the same castle where he and Sir Palomides had fought when La Beale Isoud separated them. There, the lady unexpectedly met Sir Tristram again, and she was in deep mourning; she went to the lady of the castle and told her of Sir Tristram's misfortune. “Oh no, where is my lord, Sir Tristram?” asked the lady. “Right here by your castle,” said the lady. “Good, I’m glad he’s so close; he shall have the best food and drink. I have a harp of his that he taught me to play; he’s the best harpist in the world.” So this lady and the lady brought him food and drink, but he hardly ate any of it. One night, he took his horse away, unlaced his armor, and decided to go into the wilderness, breaking down trees and branches. Sometimes when he found the harp that the lady sent him, he would play and weep at the same time. At other times, when Sir Tristram was hidden in the woods and the lady didn’t know where he was, she would sit down and play the harp. Then Sir Tristram would come to hear her play, and sometimes he would play himself. He endured like this for about a quarter of a year. Eventually, he ran off, and she had no idea where he had gone. By then, he was naked, lean, and poor; he ended up living among herdsmen and shepherds, who daily shared some of their food and drink with him. When he did anything wrong, they would beat him with rods, and they cut his hair with shears, making him look foolish.
CHAPTER XVIII.
How Sir Tristram soused Dagonet in a
well, and how Palomides sent a damosel to seek Tristram, and how Palomides met
with King Mark.
And upon a day Dagonet, King Arthur’s fool, came into Cornwall with two squires with him; and as they rode through that forest they came by a fair well where Sir Tristram was wont to be; and the weather was hot, and they alighted to drink of that well, and in the meanwhile their horses brake loose. Right so Sir Tristram came unto them, and first he soused Sir Dagonet in that well, and after his squires, and thereat laughed the shepherds; and forthwithal he ran after their horses and brought them again one by one, and right so, wet as they were, he made them leap up and ride their ways. Thus Sir Tristram endured there an half year naked, and would never come in town nor village. The meanwhile the damosel that Sir Palomides sent to seek Sir Tristram, she yede unto Sir Palomides and told him all the mischief that Sir Tristram endured. Alas, said Sir Palomides, it is great pity that ever so noble a knight should be so mischieved for the love of a lady; but nevertheless, I will go and seek him, and comfort him an I may. Then a little before that time La Beale Isoud had commanded Sir Kehydius out of the country of Cornwall. So Sir Kehydius departed with a dolorous heart, and by adventure he met with Sir Palomides, and they enfellowshipped together; and either complained to other of their hot love that they loved La Beale Isoud. Now let us, said Sir Palomides, seek Sir Tristram, that loved her as well as we, and let us prove whether we may recover him. So they rode into that forest, and three days and three nights they would never take their lodging, but ever sought Sir Tristram.
And one day, Dagonet, King Arthur's jester, arrived in Cornwall with two squires. As they rode through the forest, they came across a beautiful well where Sir Tristram often visited. It was a hot day, so they stopped to drink from the well, and while they did, their horses broke free. Just then, Sir Tristram spotted them, first splashed Dagonet in the well, and then soaked his squires, which made the shepherds laugh. Immediately, he chased after their horses and brought them back one by one, and despite being wet, he made them get on their horses and continue on their way. Sir Tristram then spent six months wandering around naked, refusing to enter any town or village. Meanwhile, the damsel Sir Palomides sent to find Sir Tristram went back to him and relayed all the troubles Sir Tristram faced. "Oh no," said Sir Palomides, "it's such a shame that such a noble knight should suffer so much for a lady's love. But regardless, I will go look for him and try to provide some comfort if I can." Not long before this, La Beale Isoud had sent Sir Kehydius away from Cornwall. So, Sir Kehydius left with a heavy heart, and by chance, he met Sir Palomides, and they became friends. They both shared their frustrations about their unrequited love for La Beale Isoud. "Now, let's," said Sir Palomides, "search for Sir Tristram, who loved her just as we do, and see if we can find him." They rode into the forest, and for three days and nights, they didn’t stop to rest but kept looking for Sir Tristram.
And upon a time, by adventure, they met with King Mark that was ridden from his men all alone. When they saw him Sir Palomides knew him, but Sir Kehydius knew him not. Ah, false king, said Sir Palomides, it is pity thou hast thy life, for thou art a destroyer of all worshipful knights, and by thy mischief and thy vengeance thou hast destroyed that most noble knight, Sir Tristram de Liones. And therefore defend thee, said Sir Palomides, for thou shalt die this day. That were shame, said King Mark, for ye two are armed and I am unarmed. As for that, said Sir Palomides, I shall find a remedy therefore; here is a knight with me, and thou shalt have his harness. Nay, said King Mark, I will not have ado with you, for cause have ye none to me; for all the misease that Sir Tristram hath was for a letter that he found; for as to me I did to him no displeasure, and God knoweth I am full sorry for his disease and malady. So when the king had thus excused him they were friends, and King Mark would have had them unto Tintagil; but Sir Palomides would not, but turned unto the realm of Logris, and Sir Kehydius said that he would go into Brittany.
Once upon a time, they came across King Mark, who was riding alone, separated from his knights. When they saw him, Sir Palomides recognized him, but Sir Kehydius did not. "Ah, false king," said Sir Palomides, "it's a shame you’re still alive, because you're a destroyer of all noble knights, and through your wickedness and revenge, you've ruined the most honorable knight, Sir Tristram de Liones. So prepare yourself, for you shall die today." "That would be shameful," said King Mark, "since you two are armed and I am not." "I can fix that," replied Sir Palomides, "for I have a knight with me, and you can use his armor." "No," said King Mark, "I want nothing to do with you, for you have no reason to fight me; all the troubles Sir Tristram faces come from a letter he found. As for me, I’ve done him no wrong, and God knows I’m truly sorry for his suffering." Once King Mark had made his excuses, they became friends, and he invited them to Tintagil. However, Sir Palomides refused and headed towards the realm of Logris, while Sir Kehydius said he would go to Brittany.
Now turn we unto Sir Dagonet again, that when he and his squires were upon horseback he deemed that the shepherds had sent that fool to array them so, because that they laughed at them, and so they rode unto the keepers of beasts and all to-beat them. Sir Tristram saw them beat that were wont to give him meat and drink, then he ran thither and gat Sir Dagonet by the head, and gave him such a fall to the earth that he bruised him sore so that he lay still. And then he wrast his sword out of his hand, and therewith he ran to one of his squires and smote off his head, and the other fled. And so Sir Tristram took his way with that sword in his hand, running as he had been wild wood. Then Sir Dagonet rode to King Mark and told him how he had sped in that forest. And therefore, said Sir Dagonet, beware, King Mark, that thou come not about that well in the forest, for there is a fool naked, and that fool and I fool met together, and he had almost slain me. Ah, said King Mark, that is Sir Matto le Breune, that fell out of his wit because he lost his lady; for when Sir Gaheris smote down Sir Matto and won his lady of him, never since was he in his mind, and that was pity, for he was a good knight.
Now let’s return to Sir Dagonet. When he and his squires were on horseback, he thought that the shepherds had sent that fool to mock them since they laughed at him, so they rode to confront the animal keepers and beat them. Sir Tristram saw them attacking those who used to provide him with food and drink, so he rushed over, grabbed Sir Dagonet by the head, and knocked him down hard enough that he was seriously hurt and lay still. Then he wrested the sword from Dagonet's hand, ran over to one of his squires, and decapitated him, while the other fled. Sir Tristram then took off with the sword in hand, running as if he were wild in the woods. Sir Dagonet rode to King Mark and told him how he had fared in that forest. "Beware, King Mark," said Sir Dagonet, "that you don't go near that pond in the forest, for there's a fool running around, and I nearly got killed by him." "Ah," said King Mark, "that’s Sir Matto le Breune, who lost his mind after losing his lady. When Sir Gaheris took down Sir Matto and won his lady, he’s never been right since, and that’s a shame because he was a good knight."
CHAPTER XIX.
How it was noised how Sir Tristram
was dead, and how La Beale Isoud would have slain herself.
Then Sir Andred, that was cousin unto Sir Tristram, made a lady that was his paramour to say and to noise it that she was with Sir Tristram or ever he died. And this tale she brought unto King Mark’s court, that she buried him by a well, and that or he died he besought King Mark to make his cousin, Sir Andred, king of the country of Liones, of the which Sir Tristram was lord of. All this did Sir Andred because he would have had Sir Tristram’s lands. And when King Mark heard tell that Sir Tristram was dead he wept and made great dole. But when Queen Isoud heard of these tidings she made such sorrow that she was nigh out of her mind; and so upon a day she thought to slay herself and never to live after Sir Tristram’s death. And so upon a day La Beale Isoud gat a sword privily and bare it to her garden, and there she pight the sword through a plum tree up to the hilt, so that it stuck fast, and it stood breast high. And as she would have run upon the sword and to have slain herself all this espied King Mark, how she kneeled down and said: Sweet Lord Jesu, have mercy upon me, for I may not live after the death of Sir Tristram de Liones, for he was my first love and he shall be the last. And with these words came King Mark and took her in his arms, and then he took up the sword, and bare her away with him into a tower; and there he made her to be kept, and watched her surely, and after that she lay long sick, nigh at the point of death.
Then Sir Andred, who was a cousin of Sir Tristram, had a woman who was his lover spread the rumor that she had been with Sir Tristram before he died. She brought this story to King Mark’s court, claiming she buried him by a well and that before he died, he asked King Mark to make his cousin, Sir Andred, king of the land of Liones, where Sir Tristram had been lord. Sir Andred did all this to seize Sir Tristram’s lands. When King Mark heard that Sir Tristram was dead, he wept and mourned greatly. But when Queen Isoud learned of the news, she was so heartbroken that she nearly lost her mind; one day she decided to take her own life and not live after Sir Tristram’s death. So one day, La Beale Isoud secretly got a sword and took it to her garden, where she plunged it into a plum tree up to the hilt, leaving it stuck and standing breast high. As she was about to run onto the sword to kill herself, King Mark saw her kneeling down and heard her cry out: "Sweet Lord Jesus, have mercy on me, for I cannot live after the death of Sir Tristram de Liones, for he was my first love and will be my last." Upon hearing this, King Mark rushed over, took her in his arms, and then picked up the sword, carrying her away to a tower where he kept her under close watch. After that, she lay ill for a long time, close to death.
This meanwhile ran Sir Tristram naked in the forest with the sword in his hand, and so he came to an hermitage, and there he laid him down and slept; and in the meanwhile the hermit stole away his sword, and laid meat down by him. Thus was he kept there ten days; and at the last he departed and came to the herdmen again. And there was a giant in that country that hight Tauleas, and for fear of Sir Tristram more than seven year he durst never much go at large, but for the most part he kept him in a sure castle of his own; and so this Tauleas heard tell that Sir Tristram was dead, by the noise of the court of King Mark. Then this Tauleas went daily at large. And so he happed upon a day he came to the herdmen wandering and langering, and there he set him down to rest among them. The meanwhile there came a knight of Cornwall that led a lady with him, and his name was Sir Dinant; and when the giant saw him he went from the herdmen and hid him under a tree, and so the knight came to that well, and there he alighted to repose him. And as soon as he was from his horse this giant Tauleas came betwixt this knight and his horse, and took the horse and leapt upon him. So forthwith he rode unto Sir Dinant and took him by the collar, and pulled him afore him upon his horse, and there would have stricken off his head. Then the herdmen said unto Sir Tristram: Help yonder knight. Help ye him, said Sir Tristram. We dare not, said the herdmen. Then Sir Tristram was ware of the sword of the knight thereas it lay; and so thither he ran and took up the sword and struck off Sir Tauleas’ head, and so he yede his way to the herdmen.
This meanwhile had Sir Tristram running through the forest naked with a sword in his hand. He eventually came across a hermitage, where he lay down and fell asleep. While he slept, the hermit stole his sword and left food beside him. He stayed there for ten days; finally, he left and returned to the herdsmen. In that region, there was a giant named Tauleas, who had been so afraid of Sir Tristram that he had rarely ventured out for more than seven years, mostly staying safe in his own castle. When Tauleas heard rumors that Sir Tristram was dead, due to the gossip at King Mark's court, he began to roam freely. One day, he stumbled upon the herdsmen as they were wandering and lingering, and he sat down to rest among them. At that moment, a knight from Cornwall, named Sir Dinant, arrived with a lady. When the giant saw him, he moved away from the herdsmen and hid behind a tree. The knight approached the well and dismounted to take a break. As soon as he was off his horse, the giant Tauleas rushed between the knight and his horse, grabbed the horse, and climbed on. He then rode up to Sir Dinant, seized him by the collar, and pulled him onto his horse, intending to behead him. The herdsmen called out to Sir Tristram: "Help that knight!" "You should help him," urged Sir Tristram. "We can't," replied the herdsmen. Then Sir Tristram noticed the knight's sword lying nearby. He quickly ran over, picked up the sword, and struck off Sir Tauleas’s head, then went back to the herdsmen.
CHAPTER XX.
How King Mark found Sir Tristram
naked, and made him to be borne home to Tintagil, and how he was there known by
a brachet.
Then the knight took up the giant’s head and bare it with him unto King Mark, and told him what adventure betid him in the forest, and how a naked man rescued him from the grimly giant, Tauleas. Where had ye this adventure? said King Mark. Forsooth, said Sir Dinant, at the fair fountain in your forest where many adventurous knights meet, and there is the mad man. Well, said King Mark, I will see that wild man. So within a day or two King Mark commanded his knights and his hunters that they should be ready on the morn for to hunt, and so upon the morn he went unto that forest. And when the king came to that well he found there lying by that well a fair naked man, and a sword by him. Then King Mark blew and straked, and therewith his knights came to him; and then the king commanded his knights to: Take that naked man with fairness, and bring him to my castle. So they did softly and fair, and cast mantles upon Sir Tristram, and so led him unto Tintagil; and there they bathed him, and washed him, and gave him hot suppings till they had brought him well to his remembrance; but all this while there was no creature that knew Sir Tristram, nor what man he was.
Then the knight picked up the giant’s head and took it with him to King Mark, telling him about his adventure in the forest and how a naked man saved him from the fearsome giant, Tauleas. “Where did this happen?” King Mark asked. “Honestly,” said Sir Dinant, “at the beautiful fountain in your forest where many adventurous knights gather, and that’s where the mad man is.” “Well,” said King Mark, “I want to see that wild man.” So, within a day or two, King Mark ordered his knights and hunters to be ready the next morning for a hunt, and the next morning he went into that forest. When the king arrived at the well, he found a handsome naked man lying by it, with a sword beside him. King Mark blew his horn and struck the ground, and his knights came to him. The king then instructed his knights: “Take that naked man gently and bring him to my castle.” They did so gently, draping mantles over Sir Tristram, and led him to Tintagil, where they bathed him, washed him, and gave him hot meals until he was fully aware again; but during all this time, no one knew who Sir Tristram was or what kind of man he was.
So it fell upon a day that the queen, La Beale Isoud, heard of such a man, that ran naked in the forest, and how the king had brought him home to the court. Then La Beale Isoud called unto her Dame Bragwaine and said: Come on with me, for we will go see this man that my lord brought from the forest the last day. So they passed forth, and spered where was the sick man. And then a squire told the queen that he was in the garden taking his rest, and reposing him against the sun. So when the queen looked upon Sir Tristram she was not remembered of him. But ever she said unto Dame Bragwaine: Meseemeth I should have seen him heretofore in many places. But as soon as Sir Tristram saw her he knew her well enough. And then he turned away his visage and wept.
One day, Queen La Beale Isoud heard about a man who ran naked in the forest and how the king had brought him back to the court. La Beale Isoud called her lady-in-waiting Dame Bragwaine and said, "Come with me, we’re going to see the man my lord brought from the forest the other day." They proceeded to ask where the sick man was, and a squire informed the queen that he was resting in the garden, enjoying the sun. When the queen looked at Sir Tristram, she didn’t recognize him. However, she kept telling Dame Bragwaine, "I feel like I've seen him before in various places." But as soon as Sir Tristram saw her, he recognized her immediately and turned away, weeping.
Then the queen had always a little brachet with her that Sir Tristram gave her the first time that ever she came into Cornwall, and never would that brachet depart from her but if Sir Tristram was nigh thereas was La Beale Isoud; and this brachet was sent from the king’s daughter of France unto Sir Tristram for great love. And anon as this little brachet felt a savour of Sir Tristram, she leapt upon him and licked his lears and his ears, and then she whined and quested, and she smelled at his feet and at his hands, and on all parts of his body that she might come to. Ah, my lady, said Dame Bragwaine unto La Beale Isoud, alas, alas, said she, I see it is mine own lord, Sir Tristram. And thereupon Isoud fell down in a swoon, and so lay a great while. And when she might speak she said: My lord Sir Tristram, blessed be God ye have your life, and now I am sure ye shall be discovered by this little brachet, for she will never leave you. And also I am sure as soon as my lord, King Mark, do know you he will banish you out of the country of Cornwall, or else he will destroy you; for God’s sake, mine own lord, grant King Mark his will, and then draw you unto the court of King Arthur, for there are ye beloved, and ever when I may I shall send unto you; and when ye list ye may come to me, and at all times early and late I will be at your commandment, to live as poor a life as ever did queen or lady. O Madam, said Sir Tristram, go from me, for mickle anger and danger have I escaped for your love.
Then the queen always had a little dog with her that Sir Tristram gave her the first time she came to Cornwall, and that dog would never leave her unless Sir Tristram was nearby, just like La Beale Isoud. This dog had been sent from the king’s daughter of France to Sir Tristram out of great love. As soon as this little dog caught a whiff of Sir Tristram, she jumped on him and licked his face and ears, then she whined and barked, sniffing at his feet and hands, and everywhere else she could reach. "Oh my lady," said Dame Bragwaine to La Beale Isoud, "Oh no, I see it’s my own lord, Sir Tristram." At that, Isoud fainted and lay there for a long time. When she was finally able to speak, she said, "My lord Sir Tristram, thank God you’re alive, and now I’m sure you’ll be found out by this little dog, because she will never leave you. I also know that as soon as my lord, King Mark, finds out you’re here, he will banish you from Cornwall or worse; for God’s sake, my own lord, please give King Mark what he wants, and then go to King Arthur’s court, where you are loved. Whenever I can, I will send for you, and whenever you wish, you can come to me, and at all times, day or night, I will be at your service, living as simply as any queen or lady ever did." "Oh Madam," said Sir Tristram, "stay away from me, for I have faced much anger and danger for your love."
CHAPTER XXI.
How King Mark, by the advice of his
council, banished Sir Tristram out of Cornwall the term of ten years.
Then the queen departed, but the brachet would not from him; and therewithal came King Mark, and the brachet set upon him, and bayed at them all. There withal Sir Andred spake and said: Sir, this is Sir Tristram, I see by the brachet. Nay, said the king, I cannot suppose that. Then the king asked him upon his faith what he was, and what was his name. So God me help, said he, my name is Sir Tristram de Liones; now do by me what ye list. Ah, said King Mark, me repenteth of your recovery. And then he let call his barons to judge Sir Tristram to the death. Then many of his barons would not assent thereto, and in especial Sir Dinas, the Seneschal, and Sir Fergus. And so by the advice of them all Sir Tristram was banished out of the country for ten year, and thereupon he took his oath upon a book before the king and his barons. And so he was made to depart out of the country of Cornwall; and there were many barons brought him unto his ship, of the which some were his friends and some his foes. And in the meanwhile there came a knight of King Arthur’s, his name was Dinadan, and his coming was for to seek after Sir Tristram; then they showed him where he was armed at all points going to the ship. Now fair knight, said Sir Dinadan, or ye pass this court that ye will joust with me I require thee. With a good will, said Sir Tristram, an these lords will give me leave. Then the barons granted thereto, and so they ran together, and there Sir Tristram gave Sir Dinadan a fall. And then he prayed Sir Tristram to give him leave to go in his fellowship. Ye shall be right welcome, said then Sir Tristram.
Then the queen left, but the hound stayed with him; and just then King Mark arrived, and the hound lunged at him, barking at everyone. At that moment, Sir Andred spoke up and said: Sir, this is Sir Tristram, I can tell by the hound. No, said the king, I can’t believe that. Then the king asked him, swearing on his faith, who he was and what his name was. So help me God, he said, my name is Sir Tristram de Liones; now do whatever you please with me. Ah, said King Mark, I regret your recovery. Then he called his barons to sentence Sir Tristram to death. Many of his barons did not agree, especially Sir Dinas, the Seneschal, and Sir Fergus. So, with their counsel, Sir Tristram was banished from the country for ten years, and he took an oath on a book before the king and his barons. Thus, he was forced to leave the land of Cornwall; many barons accompanied him to his ship, some were friends, and some were foes. Meanwhile, a knight from King Arthur’s court, named Dinadan, came looking for Sir Tristram; they pointed out where he was fully armed, heading to the ship. Now, fair knight, said Sir Dinadan, before you leave this court, I challenge you to a joust. I’m happy to oblige, said Sir Tristram, if these lords give me permission. The barons consented, so they charged at each other, and Sir Tristram knocked Sir Dinadan off his horse. Then he asked Sir Tristram to let him join in his fellowship. You will be most welcome, said Sir Tristram.
And so they took their horses and rode to their ships together, and when Sir Tristram was in the sea he said: Greet well King Mark and all mine enemies, and say them I will come again when I may; and well am I rewarded for the fighting with Sir Marhaus, and delivered all this country from servage; and well am I rewarded for the fetching and costs of Queen Isoud out of Ireland, and the danger that I was in first and last, and by the way coming home what danger I had to bring again Queen Isoud from the Castle Pluere; and well am I rewarded when I fought with Sir Bleoberis for Sir Segwarides’ wife; and well am I rewarded when I fought with Sir Blamore de Ganis for King Anguish, father unto La Beale Isoud; and well am I rewarded when I smote down the good knight, Sir Lamorak de Galis, at King Mark’s request; and well am I rewarded when I fought with the King with the Hundred Knights, and the King of Northgalis, and both these would have put his land in servage, and by me they were put to a rebuke; and well am I rewarded for the slaying of Tauleas, the mighty giant, and many other deeds have I done for him, and now have I my warison. And tell King Mark that many noble knights of the Table Round have spared the barons of this country for my sake. Also am I not well rewarded when I fought with the good knight Sir Palomides and rescued Queen Isoud from him; and at that time King Mark said afore all his barons I should have been better rewarded. And forthwithal he took the sea.
So they mounted their horses and rode to their ships together, and when Sir Tristram reached the sea, he said: “Send my regards to King Mark and all my enemies, and tell them I’ll return when I can; I’ve been well rewarded for fighting Sir Marhaus and freeing this land from servitude; I’ve been well rewarded for bringing Queen Isoud back from Ireland, despite the dangers I faced then and on the way home, including the risks of bringing Queen Isoud from Castle Pluere; I’ve been well rewarded for battling Sir Bleoberis for Sir Segwarides’ wife; I’ve been well rewarded for fighting Sir Blamore de Ganis for King Anguish, who is the father of La Beale Isoud; I’ve been well rewarded for knocking down the good knight Sir Lamorak de Galis at King Mark’s request; I’ve been well rewarded for my fight against the King of the Hundred Knights and the King of Northgalis, who both sought to enslave his land, but I put them to shame; I’ve been well rewarded for slaying Tauleas, the mighty giant, and I’ve done many other deeds for him, and now I have my due. And tell King Mark that many noble knights of the Round Table have spared the barons of this land for my sake. Am I not well rewarded when I fought the good knight Sir Palomides and saved Queen Isoud from him? At that time, King Mark said in front of all his barons that I should have been better rewarded.” And then he took to the sea.
CHAPTER XXII.
How a damosel sought help to help
Sir Launcelot against thirty knights, and how Sir Tristram fought with
them.
And at the next landing, fast by the sea, there met with Sir Tristram and with Sir Dinadan, Sir Ector de Maris and Sir Bors de Ganis; and there Sir Ector jousted with Sir Dinadan, and he smote him and his horse down. And then Sir Tristram would have jousted with Sir Bors, and Sir Bors said that he would not joust with no Cornish knights, for they are not called men of worship; and all this was done upon a bridge. And with this came Sir Bleoberis and Sir Driant, and Sir Bleoberis proffered to joust with Sir Tristram, and there Sir Tristram smote down Sir Bleoberis. Then said Sir Bors de Ganis: I wist never Cornish knight of so great valour nor so valiant as that knight that beareth the trappings embroidered with crowns. And then Sir Tristram and Sir Dinadan departed from them into a forest, and there met them a damosel that came for the love of Sir Launcelot to seek after some noble knights of King Arthur’s court for to rescue Sir Launcelot. And so Sir Launcelot was ordained, for-by the treason of Queen Morgan le Fay to have slain Sir Launcelot, and for that cause she ordained thirty knights to lie in await for Sir Launcelot, and this damosel knew this treason. And for this cause the damosel came for to seek noble knights to help Sir Launcelot. For that night, or the day after, Sir Launcelot should come where these thirty knights were. And so this damosel met with Sir Bors and Sir Ector and with Sir Driant, and there she told them all four of the treason of Morgan le Fay; and then they promised her that they would be nigh where Sir Launcelot should meet with the thirty knights. And if so be they set upon him we will do rescues as we can.
And at the next landing by the sea, Sir Tristram met with Sir Dinadan, Sir Ector de Maris, and Sir Bors de Ganis. There, Sir Ector jousted against Sir Dinadan, knocking him and his horse down. Then Sir Tristram wanted to joust with Sir Bors, but Sir Bors said he wouldn’t joust with any Cornish knights, as they’re not considered men of honor; all this happened on a bridge. Just then, Sir Bleoberis and Sir Driant arrived, and Sir Bleoberis offered to joust with Sir Tristram, who then knocked down Sir Bleoberis. Sir Bors de Ganis remarked, “I’ve never seen a Cornish knight of such great bravery or valor as that knight with the armor embroidered with crowns.” After that, Sir Tristram and Sir Dinadan left for a forest, where they encountered a damsel who had come for Sir Launcelot's sake to find some noble knights from King Arthur’s court to rescue him. Sir Launcelot was supposed to be killed due to Queen Morgan le Fay's treachery, which involved thirty knights waiting in ambush for him, and the damsel was aware of this plot. Therefore, she came looking for noble knights to assist Sir Launcelot. That night or the following day, Sir Launcelot was supposed to arrive where these thirty knights were waiting. The damsel then met with Sir Bors, Sir Ector, and Sir Driant and informed them about Morgan le Fay's treachery; they promised her they would be nearby when Sir Launcelot confronted the thirty knights, and if they attacked him, they would do whatever they could to help.
So the damosel departed, and by adventure the damosel met with Sir Tristram and with Sir Dinadan, and there the damosel told them all the treason that was ordained for Sir Launcelot. Fair damosel, said Sir Tristram, bring me to that same place where they should meet with Sir Launcelot. Then said Sir Dinadan: What will ye do? it is not for us to fight with thirty knights, and wit you well I will not thereof; as to match one knight two or three is enough an they be men, but for to match fifteen knights that will I never undertake. Fie for shame, said Sir Tristram, do but your part. Nay, said Sir Dinadan, I will not thereof but if ye will lend me your shield, for ye bear a shield of Cornwall; and for the cowardice that is named to the knights of Cornwall, by your shields ye be ever forborne. Nay, said Sir Tristram, I will not depart from my shield for her sake that gave it me. But one thing, said Sir Tristram, I promise thee, Sir Dinadan, but if thou wilt promise me to abide with me, here I shall slay thee, for I desire no more of thee but answer one knight. And if thy heart will not serve thee, stand by and look upon me and them. Sir, said Sir Dinadan, I promise you to look upon and to do what I may to save myself, but I would I had not met with you.
So the lady left, and by chance she ran into Sir Tristram and Sir Dinadan. There, she told them about all the treachery planned against Sir Launcelot. “Nice lady,” said Sir Tristram, “take me to the spot where they plan to meet Sir Launcelot.” Then Sir Dinadan said, “What are you going to do? It’s not wise for us to fight against thirty knights, and I won't do it; matching one knight against two or three is enough if they’re decent fighters, but I’ll never take on fifteen knights.” “Shame on you,” said Sir Tristram. “Just do your part.” “No,” said Sir Dinadan, “I won't unless you lend me your shield, because you carry a shield from Cornwall; and because of the cowardice associated with the knights from Cornwall, you’re always avoided because of your shields.” “No,” said Sir Tristram, “I won’t part with my shield for the sake of the one who gave it to me. But I will promise you this, Sir Dinadan: if you won’t promise to stay with me, I’ll have to kill you, because all I want from you is to take on one knight. And if you don’t have the heart for it, just stand by and watch me fight them.” “Sir,” said Sir Dinadan, “I promise to watch and to do what I can to save myself, but I wish I had never run into you.”
So then anon these thirty knights came fast by these four knights, and they were ware of them, and either of other. And so these thirty knights let them pass, for this cause, that they would not wrath them, if case be that they had ado with Sir Launcelot; and the four knights let them pass to this intent, that they would see and behold what they would do with Sir Launcelot. And so the thirty knights passed on and came by Sir Tristram and by Sir Dinadan, and then Sir Tristram cried on high: Lo, here is a knight against you for the love of Sir Launcelot. And there he slew two with one spear and ten with his sword. And then came in Sir Dinadan and he did passing well, and so of the thirty knights there went but ten away, and they fled. All this battle saw Sir Bors de Ganis and his three fellows, and then they saw well it was the same knight that jousted with them at the bridge; then they took their horses and rode unto Sir Tristram, and praised him and thanked him of his good deeds, and they all desired Sir Tristram to go with them to their lodging; and he said: Nay, he would not go to no lodging. Then they all four knights prayed him to tell them his name. Fair lords, said Sir Tristram, as at this time I will not tell you my name.
So then, soon after, these thirty knights came quickly by these four knights, and they noticed each other. The thirty knights let them pass because they didn’t want to anger them in case they got into a conflict with Sir Launcelot; and the four knights allowed them to pass because they wanted to see what they would do with Sir Launcelot. The thirty knights moved on and came by Sir Tristram and Sir Dinadan, and then Sir Tristram shouted, “Look, here’s a knight against you for the love of Sir Launcelot.” He then took down two with one spear and ten with his sword. Then Sir Dinadan entered the fray and fought very well, and in the end, only ten of the thirty knights managed to escape, and they fled. Sir Bors de Ganis and his three companions witnessed this whole battle, and then they realized it was the same knight who had jousted with them at the bridge; so they took their horses and rode over to Sir Tristram, praising and thanking him for his bravery, and they all asked Sir Tristram to join them at their lodging. He replied, “No, I won’t go to any lodging.” Then all four knights begged him to tell them his name. “Noble lords,” said Sir Tristram, “for now, I will not reveal my name.”
CHAPTER XXIII.
How Sir Tristram and Sir Dinadan
came to a lodging where they must joust with two knights.
Then Sir Tristram and Sir Dinadan rode forth their way till they came to the shepherds and to the herdmen, and there they asked them if they knew any lodging or harbour there nigh hand. Forsooth, sirs, said the herdmen, hereby is good lodging in a castle; but there is such a custom that there shall no knight be harboured but if he joust with two knights, and if he be but one knight he must joust with two. And as ye be therein soon shall ye be matched. There is shrewd harbour, said Sir Dinadan; lodge where ye will, for I will not lodge there. Fie for shame, said Sir Tristram, are ye not a knight of the Table Round? wherefore ye may not with your worship refuse your lodging. Not so, said the herdmen, for an ye be beaten and have the worse ye shall not be lodged there, and if ye beat them ye shall be well harboured. Ah, said Sir Dinadan, they are two sure knights. Then Sir Dinadan would not lodge there in no manner but as Sir Tristram required him of his knighthood; and so they rode thither. And to make short tale, Sir Tristram and Sir Dinadan smote them down both, and so they entered into the castle and had good cheer as they could think or devise.
Then Sir Tristram and Sir Dinadan rode on until they reached the shepherds and the herdsmen. They asked if they knew of any nearby lodging or shelter. "Indeed, sirs," said the herdsmen, "there's good lodging in a castle nearby; but there's such a custom that no knight can stay there unless he competes in jousts against two knights. If there's only one knight, he must still joust against two. Once you're in, you'll quickly find your match." "What a terrible place," said Sir Dinadan. "Stay wherever you want; I won't stay there." "Shame on you," said Sir Tristram. "Aren't you a knight of the Round Table? You can't refuse your lodging with honor." "Not so," said the herdsmen, "for if you are defeated, you won’t be allowed to stay, but if you win, you'll be well taken care of." "Ah," said Sir Dinadan, "but those are two formidable knights." Then Sir Dinadan insisted he wouldn't stay there, but because Sir Tristram asked him to honor their knighthood, they rode there anyway. To shorten the tale, Sir Tristram and Sir Dinadan knocked both knights down, entered the castle, and received the best hospitality they could hope for.
And when they were unarmed, and thought to be merry and in good rest, there came in at the gates Sir Palomides and Sir Gaheris, requiring to have the custom of the castle. What array is this? said Sir Dinadan, I would have my rest. That may not be, said Sir Tristram; now must we needs defend the custom of this castle, insomuch as we have the better of the lords of this castle, and therefore, said Sir Tristram, needs must ye make you ready. In the devil’s name, said Sir Dinadan, came I into your company. And so they made them ready; and Sir Gaheris encountered with Sir Tristram, and Sir Gaheris had a fall; and Sir Palomides encountered with Sir Dinadan, and Sir Dinadan had a fall: then was it fall for fall. So then must they fight on foot. That would not Sir Dinadan, for he was so sore bruised of the fall that Sir Palomides gave him. Then Sir Tristram unlaced Sir Dinadan’s helm, and prayed him to help him. I will not, said Sir Dinadan, for I am sore wounded of the thirty knights that we had but late ago to do withal. But ye fare, said Sir Dinadan unto Sir Tristram, as a madman and as a man that is out of his mind that would cast himself away, and I may curse the time that ever I saw you, for in all the world are not two such knights that be so wood as is Sir Launcelot and ye Sir Tristram; for once I fell in the fellowship of Sir Launcelot as I have done now with you, and he set me a work that a quarter of a year I kept my bed. Jesu defend me, said Sir Dinadan, from such two knights, and specially from your fellowship. Then, said Sir Tristram, I will fight with them both. Then Sir Tristram bade them come forth both, for I will fight with you. Then Sir Palomides and Sir Gaheris dressed them, and smote at them both. Then Dinadan smote at Sir Gaheris a stroke or two, and turned from him. Nay, said Sir Palomides, it is too much shame for us two knights to fight with one. And then he did bid Sir Gaheris stand aside with that knight that hath no list to fight. Then they rode together and fought long, and at the last Sir Tristram doubled his strokes, and drove Sir Palomides aback more than three strides. And then by one assent Sir Gaheris and Sir Dinadan went betwixt them, and departed them in-sunder. And then by assent of Sir Tristram they would have lodged together. But Sir Dinadan would not lodge in that castle. And then he cursed the time that ever he came in their fellowship, and so he took his horse, and his harness, and departed.
And when they were unarmed, thinking they could relax and enjoy themselves, Sir Palomides and Sir Gaheris entered through the gates, asking for the custom of the castle. “What kind of situation is this?” asked Sir Dinadan, “I just want to rest.” “That’s not possible,” replied Sir Tristram; “we have to defend the custom of this castle since we have the upper hand over the lords here, so you’ll need to get ready.” “By the devil’s name,” Sir Dinadan said, “I joined your company for this?” They got ready, and Sir Gaheris faced off against Sir Tristram, and Sir Gaheris was knocked down; then Sir Palomides faced Sir Dinadan, and Sir Dinadan was also knocked down: it was one fall for each. So they had to fight on foot. Sir Dinadan didn’t want to, though, because he was so badly hurt from the fall that Sir Palomides gave him. Then Sir Tristram unlaced Sir Dinadan’s helmet and asked him to help him. “I won’t,” Sir Dinadan replied, “because I’m badly wounded from those thirty knights we just had to deal with. But you’re acting like a madman, ready to throw yourself away, and I regret the day I ever met you—there are no two knights in the world as reckless as you and Sir Launcelot; once, when I was with Sir Launcelot as I am now with you, he had me laid up in bed for a quarter of a year. God help me, I pray to be saved from you two knights, especially your company.” “Then,” said Sir Tristram, “I’ll fight both of them.” He then called out for them to come forward, saying, “I’ll fight you.” So Sir Palomides and Sir Gaheris got ready and struck at him. Dinadan hit Sir Gaheris a couple of times and then turned away from him. “No,” said Sir Palomides, “it’s too embarrassing for us knights to fight just one.” So he told Sir Gaheris to step aside with the knight who didn’t want to fight. They fought together for a long time, and finally, Sir Tristram increased his attacks, pushing Sir Palomides back more than three steps. Then, by mutual agreement, Sir Gaheris and Sir Dinadan stepped in between them and separated them. By Sir Tristram’s consent, they planned to stay together, but Sir Dinadan refused to stay in that castle. He cursed the moment he joined their company, then took his horse and his gear, and left.
Then Sir Tristram prayed the lords of that castle to lend him a man to bring him to a lodging, and so they did, and overtook Sir Dinadan, and rode to their lodging two mile thence with a good man in a priory, and there they were well at ease. And that same night Sir Bors and Sir Bleoberis, and Sir Ector and Sir Driant, abode still in the same place thereas Sir Tristram fought with the thirty knights; and there they met with Sir Launcelot the same night, and had made promise to lodge with Sir Colgrevance the same night.
Then Sir Tristram asked the lords of the castle to lend him someone to take him to a place to stay, and they agreed. They caught up with Sir Dinadan and rode to their lodging, which was two miles away at a nice place in a priory, where they were comfortable. That same night, Sir Bors, Sir Bleoberis, Sir Ector, and Sir Driant remained at the spot where Sir Tristram had fought the thirty knights. That night, they also met Sir Launcelot, who had made plans to stay with Sir Colgrevance.
CHAPTER XXIV.
How Sir Tristram jousted with Sir
Kay and Sir Sagramore le Desirous, and how Sir Gawaine turned Sir Tristram from
Morgan le Fay.
But anon as the noble knight, Sir Launcelot, heard of the shield of Cornwall, then wist he well that it was Sir Tristram that fought with his enemies. And then Sir Launcelot praised Sir Tristram, and called him the man of most worship in the world. So there was a knight in that priory that hight Pellinore, and he desired to wit the name of Sir Tristram, but in no wise he could not; and so Sir Tristram departed and left Sir Dinadan in the priory, for he was so weary and so sore bruised that he might not ride. Then this knight, Sir Pellinore, said to Sir Dinadan: Sithen that ye will not tell me that knight’s name I will ride after him and make him to tell me his name, or he shall die therefore. Beware, sir knight, said Sir Dinadan, for an ye follow him ye shall repent it. So that knight, Sir Pellinore, rode after Sir Tristram and required him of jousts. Then Sir Tristram smote him down and wounded him through the shoulder, and so he passed on his way. And on the next day following Sir Tristram met with pursuivants, and they told him that there was made a great cry of tournament between King Carados of Scotland and the King of North Wales, and either should joust against other at the Castle of Maidens; and these pursuivants sought all the country after the good knights, and in especial King Carados let make seeking for Sir Launcelot du Lake, and the King of Northgalis let seek after Sir Tristram de Liones. And at that time Sir Tristram thought to be at that jousts; and so by adventure they met with Sir Kay, the Seneschal, and Sir Sagramore le Desirous; and Sir Kay required Sir Tristram to joust, and Sir Tristram in a manner refused him, because he would not be hurt nor bruised against the great jousts that should be before the Castle of Maidens, and therefore thought to repose him and to rest him. And alway Sir Kay cried: Sir knight of Cornwall, joust with me, or else yield thee to me as recreant. When Sir Tristram heard him say so he turned to him, and then Sir Kay refused him and turned his back. Then Sir Tristram said: As I find thee I shall take thee. Then Sir Kay turned with evil will, and Sir Tristram smote Sir Kay down, and so he rode forth.
But as soon as the noble knight, Sir Launcelot, heard about the shield of Cornwall, he knew it was Sir Tristram who was fighting against his enemies. Sir Launcelot then praised Sir Tristram, calling him the most honorable man in the world. There was a knight in the priory named Pellinore, and he wanted to know Sir Tristram's name, but he couldn't find out. So, Sir Tristram left Sir Dinadan in the priory because he was too tired and badly injured to ride. Then Sir Pellinore said to Sir Dinadan: Since you won’t tell me that knight’s name, I’ll ride after him and make him tell me, or he will die for it. “Be careful, knight,” said Sir Dinadan, “for if you pursue him, you will regret it.” Still, Sir Pellinore rode after Sir Tristram and challenged him to a joust. Sir Tristram knocked him down and wounded him in the shoulder, then continued on his way. The next day, Sir Tristram encountered messengers who told him there was a big tournament announced between King Carados of Scotland and the King of North Wales, where they would joust against each other at the Castle of Maidens. These messengers were searching the country for good knights, and in particular, King Carados was looking for Sir Launcelot du Lake, while the King of Northgalis was seeking Sir Tristram de Liones. At that time, Sir Tristram planned to participate in that tournament; and by chance, they met Sir Kay, the Seneschal, and Sir Sagramore le Desirous. Sir Kay asked Sir Tristram to joust, but Sir Tristram somewhat refused because he didn’t want to be hurt or bruised before the important jousts at the Castle of Maidens, so he intended to rest. Yet Sir Kay kept insisting: “Knight of Cornwall, joust with me, or yield to me as a coward.” When Sir Tristram heard this, he turned to confront him, but then Sir Kay refused and turned his back. Sir Tristram said: “I will take you as I find you.” Then Sir Kay, unwillingly, turned around, and Sir Tristram knocked him down, then rode away.
Then Sir Sagramore le Desirous rode after Sir Tristram, and made him to joust with him, and there Sir Tristram smote down Sir Sagramore le Desirous from his horse, and rode his way; and the same day he met with a damosel that told him that he should win great worship of a knight adventurous that did much harm in all that country. When Sir Tristram heard her say so, he was glad to go with her to win worship. So Sir Tristram rode with that damosel a six mile, and then met him Sir Gawaine, and therewithal Sir Gawaine knew the damosel, that she was a damosel of Queen Morgan le Fay. Then Sir Gawaine understood that she led that knight to some mischief. Fair knight, said Sir Gawaine, whither ride you now with that damosel? Sir, said Sir Tristram, I wot not whither I shall ride but as the damosel will lead me. Sir, said Sir Gawaine, ye shall not ride with her, for she and her lady did never good, but ill. And then Sir Gawaine pulled out his sword and said: Damosel, but if thou tell me anon for what cause thou leadest this knight with thee thou shalt die for it right anon: I know all your lady’s treason, and yours. Mercy, Sir Gawaine, she said, and if ye will save my life I will tell you. Say on, said Sir Gawaine, and thou shalt have thy life. Sir, she said, Queen Morgan le Fay, my lady, hath ordained a thirty ladies to seek and espy after Sir Launcelot or Sir Tristram, and by the trains of these ladies, who that may first meet any of these two knights they should turn them unto Morgan le Fay’s castle, saying that they should do deeds of worship; and if any of the two knights came there, there be thirty knights lying and watching in a tower to wait upon Sir Launcelot or upon Sir Tristram. Fie for shame, said Sir Gawaine, that ever such false treason should be wrought or used in a queen, and a king’s sister, and a king and queen’s daughter.
Then Sir Sagramore le Desirous chased after Sir Tristram and challenged him to a joust. Sir Tristram knocked Sir Sagramore down from his horse and continued on his way. That same day, he encountered a damsel who told him that he would gain great honor by facing an adventurous knight who had been causing trouble in the area. When Sir Tristram heard this, he was eager to follow her and earn that honor. So, Sir Tristram rode with the damsel for six miles, and then he met Sir Gawaine. Upon seeing the damsel, Sir Gawaine recognized her as one of Queen Morgan le Fay's ladies. He then realized that she was leading Sir Tristram into danger. "Fair knight," said Sir Gawaine, "where are you going with that damsel?" "Sir," replied Sir Tristram, "I don’t know where I’ll go, but I will follow where the damsel leads me." "Sir," said Sir Gawaine, "you should not ride with her, for she and her lady have never done anything good, only harm." Then Sir Gawaine drew his sword and said, "Damsel, unless you tell me right now why you are leading this knight with you, you will pay for it immediately. I know all about your lady’s treachery and yours." "Have mercy, Sir Gawaine," she pleaded, "and if you will spare my life, I will tell you." "Go ahead," said Sir Gawaine, "and you shall have your life." "Sir," she said, "Queen Morgan le Fay, my lady, has arranged for thirty ladies to seek out and spy on either Sir Launcelot or Sir Tristram. Through the schemes of these ladies, whoever first encounters either of these knights will lead them to Morgan le Fay’s castle, claiming that they have deeds of honor to perform. And if either knight arrives there, thirty knights are lying in wait in a tower, ready to ambush Sir Launcelot or Sir Tristram." "Shame on such treachery being plotted by a queen, and a king's sister, a king and queen's daughter," said Sir Gawaine.
CHAPTER XXV.
How Sir Tristram and Sir Gawaine
rode to have foughten with the thirty knights, but they durst not come
out.
Sir, said Sir Gawaine, will ye stand with me, and we will see the malice of these thirty knights. Sir, said Sir Tristram, go ye to them, an it please you, and ye shall see I will not fail you, for it is not long ago since I and a fellow met with thirty knights of that queen’s fellowship; and God speed us so that we may win worship. So then Sir Gawaine and Sir Tristram rode toward the castle where Morgan le Fay was, and ever Sir Gawaine deemed well that he was Sir Tristram de Liones, because he heard that two knights had slain and beaten thirty knights. And when they came afore the castle Sir Gawaine spake on high and said: Queen Morgan le Fay, send out your knights that ye have laid in a watch for Sir Launcelot and for Sir Tristram. Now, said Sir Gawaine, I know your false treason, and through all places where that I ride men shall know of your false treason; and now let see, said Sir Gawaine, whether ye dare come out of your castle, ye thirty knights. Then the queen spake and all the thirty knights at once, and said: Sir Gawaine, full well wottest thou what thou dost and sayest; for by God we know thee passing well, but all that thou speakest and dost, thou sayest it upon pride of that good knight that is there with thee. For there be some of us that know full well the hands of that knight over all well. And wit thou well, Sir Gawaine, it is more for his sake than for thine that we will not come out of this castle. For wit ye well, Sir Gawaine, the knight that beareth the arms of Cornwall, we know him and what he is.
"Sir," said Sir Gawaine, "will you stand with me, and we will see the malice of these thirty knights?" "Sir," replied Sir Tristram, "go to them if you like, and you'll see I won't let you down, because it wasn't long ago when I and a friend faced thirty knights from that queen's circle. God help us so that we can earn some honor." So Sir Gawaine and Sir Tristram rode towards the castle where Morgan le Fay was. Sir Gawaine held in good regard that he was with Sir Tristram de Liones because he had heard that two knights had defeated and beaten thirty knights. When they arrived in front of the castle, Sir Gawaine called out loudly, "Queen Morgan le Fay, send out the knights you have lying in wait for Sir Launcelot and Sir Tristram. Now, I know your treachery, and wherever I ride, people will hear of your deceit. Now let’s see," said Sir Gawaine, "if you dare come out of your castle, you thirty knights." Then the queen and all thirty knights answered at once, saying, "Sir Gawaine, you know full well what you’re doing and saying; for by God, we know you very well. But everything you say and do, you do out of pride for that good knight standing with you. Some of us know that knight's strength all too well. And know this, Sir Gawaine, it's more for his sake than for yours that we won't come out of this castle. Because you should know, Sir Gawaine, we recognize the knight bearing the arms of Cornwall and who he truly is."
Then Sir Gawaine and Sir Tristram departed and rode on their ways a day or two together; and there by adventure, they met with Sir Kay and Sir Sagramore le Desirous. And then they were glad of Sir Gawaine, and he of them, but they wist not what he was with the shield of Cornwall, but by deeming. And thus they rode together a day or two. And then they were ware of Sir Breuse Saunce Pité chasing a lady for to have slain her, for he had slain her paramour afore. Hold you all still, said Sir Gawaine, and show none of you forth, and ye shall see me reward yonder false knight; for an he espy you he is so well horsed that he will escape away. And then Sir Gawaine rode betwixt Sir Breuse and the lady, and said: False knight, leave her, and have ado with me. When Sir Breuse saw no more but Sir Gawaine he feutred his spear, and Sir Gawaine against him; and there Sir Breuse overthrew Sir Gawaine, and then he rode over him, and overthwart him twenty times to have destroyed him; and when Sir Tristram saw him do so villainous a deed, he hurled out against him. And when Sir Breuse saw him with the shield of Cornwall he knew him well that it was Sir Tristram, and then he fled, and Sir Tristram followed after him; and Sir Breuse Saunce Pité was so horsed that he went his way quite, and Sir Tristram followed him long, for he would fain have been avenged upon him. And so when he had long chased him, he saw a fair well, and thither he rode to repose him, and tied his horse till a tree.
Then Sir Gawaine and Sir Tristram set off together, riding for a day or two. By chance, they ran into Sir Kay and Sir Sagramore le Desirous. They were happy to see Sir Gawaine, and he felt the same about them, though they had no idea why he was carrying the shield of Cornwall, only guessing. So they rode together for a couple of days. Then they noticed Sir Breuse Saunce Pité chasing a lady, intending to kill her, as he had already killed her lover. “Everyone stay quiet,” said Sir Gawaine, “and don’t reveal yourselves, and you’ll see me deal with that false knight. If he spots you, he’s fast enough to get away.” Sir Gawaine then rode between Sir Breuse and the lady, saying, “False knight, leave her and come fight me.” When Sir Breuse saw only Sir Gawaine, he readied his spear, and Sir Gawaine did the same. Sir Breuse knocked Sir Gawaine off his horse and rode over him, trampling him twenty times in an attempt to finish him off. When Sir Tristram saw such a disgraceful act, he charged at him. When Sir Breuse recognized Sir Tristram by the shield of Cornwall, he fled, and Sir Tristram chased after him. Sir Breuse Saunce Pité was so well mounted that he managed to escape, and Sir Tristram pursued him for a long time, eager for revenge. After a while, he came across a beautiful well, where he decided to rest, tying his horse to a tree.
CHAPTER XXVI.
How damosel Bragwaine found
Tristram sleeping by a well, and how she delivered letters to him from La Beale
Isoud.
And then he pulled off his helm and washed his visage and his hands, and so he fell asleep. In the meanwhile came a damosel that had sought Sir Tristram many ways and days within this land. And when she came to the well she looked upon him, and had forgotten him as in remembrance of Sir Tristram, but by his horse she knew him, that hight Passe-Brewel that had been Sir Tristram’s horse many years. For when he was mad in the forest Sir Fergus kept him. So this lady, Dame Bragwaine, abode still till he was awake. So when she saw him wake she saluted him, and he her again, for either knew other of old acquaintance; then she told him how she had sought him long and broad, and there she told him how she had letters from Queen La Beale Isoud. Then anon Sir Tristram read them, and wit ye well he was glad, for therein was many a piteous complaint. Then Sir Tristram said: Lady Bragwaine, ye shall ride with me till that tournament be done at the Castle of Maidens, and then shall bear letters and tidings with you. And then Sir Tristram took his horse and sought lodging, and there he met with a good ancient knight and prayed him to lodge with him. Right so came Gouvernail unto Sir Tristram, that was glad of that lady. So this old knight’s name was Sir Pellounes, and he told of the great tournament that should be at the Castle of Maidens. And there Sir Launcelot and thirty-two knights of his blood had ordained shields of Cornwall. And right so there came one unto Sir Pellounes, and told him that Sir Persides de Bloise was come home; then that knight held up his hands and thanked God of his coming home. And there Sir Pellounes told Sir Tristram that in two years he had not seen his son, Sir Persides. Sir, said Sir Tristram, I know your son well enough for a good knight.
And then he took off his helmet and washed his face and hands, and soon fell asleep. Meanwhile, a young lady arrived who had been searching for Sir Tristram in many ways and for many days throughout this land. When she reached the well and looked at him, she almost didn’t recognize him as Sir Tristram, but she knew him by his horse, named Passe-Brewel, who had been Sir Tristram's horse for many years. When he was mad in the forest, Sir Fergus had taken care of him. So this lady, Dame Bragwaine, waited patiently until he woke up. When she saw him awake, she greeted him, and he returned the greeting, as they were old acquaintances; then she told him how she had searched for him far and wide, and how she had letters from Queen La Beale Isoud. Sir Tristram immediately read them, and you can be sure he was glad, for they contained many heart-wrenching complaints. Then Sir Tristram said: "Lady Bragwaine, you shall ride with me until the tournament is over at the Castle of Maidens, and afterward you will take letters and news with you." Then Sir Tristram got on his horse and looked for a place to stay, where he met a good, elderly knight and asked him to share his lodgings. Just then, Gouvernail came to Sir Tristram, happy about the lady. This old knight was named Sir Pellounes, and he spoke of the great tournament that was to take place at the Castle of Maidens. There, Sir Launcelot and thirty-two knights related to him had arranged shields from Cornwall. Then someone approached Sir Pellounes and told him that Sir Persides de Bloise had returned home; the knight raised his hands and thanked God for his return. Sir Pellounes then told Sir Tristram that he hadn’t seen his son, Sir Persides, for two years. "Sir," said Sir Tristram, "I know your son well as a good knight."
So on a time Sir Tristram and Sir Persides came to their lodging both at once, and so they unarmed them, and put upon them their clothing. And then these two knights each welcomed other. And when Sir Persides understood that Sir Tristram was of Cornwall, he said he was once in Cornwall: And there I jousted afore King Mark; and so it happed me at that time to overthrow ten knights, and then came to me Sir Tristram de Liones and overthrew me, and took my lady away from me, and that shall I never forget, but I shall remember me an ever I see my time. Ah, said Sir Tristram, now I understand that ye hate Sir Tristram. What deem ye, ween ye that Sir Tristram is not able to withstand your malice? Yes, said Sir Persides, I know well that Sir Tristram is a noble knight and a much better knight than I, yet shall I not owe him my good will. Right as they stood thus talking at a bay-window of that castle, they saw many knights riding to and fro toward the tournament. And then was Sir Tristram ware of a likely knight riding upon a great black horse, and a black-covered shield. What knight is that, said Sir Tristram, with the black horse and the black shield? he seemeth a good knight. I know him well, said Sir Persides, he is one of the best knights of the world. Then is it Sir Launcelot, said Tristram. Nay, said Sir Persides, it is Sir Palomides, that is yet unchristened.
One time, Sir Tristram and Sir Persides arrived at their lodging together. They took off their armor and put on their clothes. The two knights greeted each other. When Sir Persides realized that Sir Tristram was from Cornwall, he mentioned that he had once been in Cornwall. He jousted before King Mark there, and at that time, he defeated ten knights. Then Sir Tristram de Liones came along, defeated him, and took his lady away, something he would never forget. He said he would remember it whenever he had the chance. "Ah," Sir Tristram replied, "I see that you hold a grudge against Sir Tristram. Do you think Sir Tristram can't withstand your anger?" "Yes," Sir Persides said, "I know Sir Tristram is a noble knight and far better than I am, but I won't feel any goodwill toward him." As they were talking by a bay window in the castle, they saw many knights riding back and forth toward the tournament. Sir Tristram noticed a notable knight on a large black horse with a black shield. "Who is that knight?" he asked. "He looks like a good knight." "I know him well," said Sir Persides. "He is one of the best knights in the world." "Then it must be Sir Launcelot," Tristram said. "No," Sir Persides replied, "it's Sir Palomides, who is still unchristened."
CHAPTER XXVII.
How Sir Tristram had a fall with
Sir Palomides, and how Launcelot overthrew two knights.
Then they saw much people of the country salute Sir Palomides. And within a while after there came a squire of the castle, that told Sir Pellounes that was lord of that castle, that a knight with a black shield had smitten down thirteen knights. Fair brother, said Sir Tristram unto Sir Persides, let us cast upon us cloaks, and let us go see the play. Not so, said Sir Persides, we will not go like knaves thither, but we will ride like men and good knights to withstand our enemies. So they armed them, and took their horses and great spears, and thither they went thereas many knights assayed themself before the tournament. And anon Sir Palomides saw Sir Persides, and then he sent a squire unto him and said: Go thou to the yonder knight with the green shield and therein a lion of gold, and say him I require him to joust with me, and tell him that my name is Sir Palomides. When Sir Persides understood that request of Sir Palomides, he made him ready, and there anon they met together, but Sir Persides had a fall. Then Sir Tristram dressed him to be revenged upon Sir Palomides, and that saw Sir Palomides that was ready and so was not Sir Tristram, and took him at an advantage and smote him over his horse’s tail when he had no spear in his rest. Then stert up Sir Tristram and took his horse lightly, and was wroth out of measure, and sore ashamed of that fall. Then Sir Tristram sent unto Sir Palomides by Gouvernail, and prayed him to joust with him at his request. Nay, said Sir Palomides, as at this time I will not joust with that knight, for I know him better than he weeneth. And if he be wroth he may right it to-morn at the Castle of Maidens, where he may see me and many other knights.
Then they saw many people from the countryside greet Sir Palomides. After a little while, a squire from the castle came to Sir Pellounes, the lord of that castle, and told him that a knight with a black shield had knocked down thirteen knights. "Dear brother," Sir Tristram said to Sir Persides, "let's put on our cloaks and go watch the tournament." "Not so," replied Sir Persides. "We won’t go there like peasants; we’ll ride like men and good knights to face our enemies." So they geared up, took their horses and their large spears, and headed to where many knights were practicing before the tournament. Soon, Sir Palomides spotted Sir Persides, so he sent a squire to him saying, "Go to that knight with the green shield featuring a golden lion and tell him I challenge him to joust, and let him know my name is Sir Palomides." When Sir Persides received Sir Palomides' request, he prepared himself, and they soon met, but Sir Persides was unseated. Then Sir Tristram got ready to take revenge on Sir Palomides, and Sir Palomides, who was prepared, saw that Sir Tristram wasn't ready and took advantage of him, striking him over his horse's tail while he had no spear in his hand. Then Sir Tristram leaped up, mounted his horse quickly, and was extremely angry, feeling very ashamed of that fall. Sir Tristram sent a message to Sir Palomides through Gouvernail, asking him to joust at his request. "No," said Sir Palomides, "I won't joust with that knight this time because I know him better than he thinks. If he’s angry, he can seek revenge tomorrow at the Castle of Maidens, where he can find me and many other knights."
With that came Sir Dinadan, and when he saw Sir Tristram wroth he list not to jape. Lo, said Sir Dinadan, here may a man prove, be a man never so good yet may he have a fall, and he was never so wise but he might be overseen, and he rideth well that never fell. So Sir Tristram was passing wroth, and said to Sir Persides and to Sir Dinadan: I will revenge me. Right so as they stood talking there, there came by Sir Tristram a likely knight riding passing soberly and heavily with a black shield. What knight is that? said Sir Tristram unto Sir Persides. I know him well, said Sir Persides, for his name is Sir Briant of North Wales; so he passed on among other knights of North Wales. And there came in Sir Launcelot du Lake with a shield of the arms of Cornwall, and he sent a squire unto Sir Briant, and required him to joust with him. Well, said Sir Briant, sithen I am required to joust I will do what I may; and there Sir Launcelot smote down Sir Briant from his horse a great fall. And then Sir Tristram marvelled what knight he was that bare the shield of Cornwall. Whatsoever he be, said Sir Dinadan, I warrant you he is of King Ban’s blood, the which be knights of the most noble prowess in the world, for to account so many for so many. Then there came two knights of Northgalis, that one hight Hew de la Montaine, and the other Sir Madok de la Montaine, and they challenged Sir Launcelot foot-hot. Sir Launcelot not refusing them but made him ready, with one spear he smote them down both over their horses’ croups; and so Sir Launcelot rode his way. By the good lord, said Sir Tristram, he is a good knight that beareth the shield of Cornwall, and meseemeth he rideth in the best manner that ever I saw knight ride.
With that came Sir Dinadan, and when he saw Sir Tristram angry, he didn’t want to joke around. “Look,” said Sir Dinadan, “here’s proof that no matter how good a man is, he can still take a fall, and no matter how wise he is, he can still be wrong. The best rider is the one who has never fallen.” Sir Tristram was extremely angry and said to Sir Persides and Sir Dinadan, “I’m going to get my revenge.” Just then, as they were talking, a well-built knight rode by, moving seriously and heavily, carrying a black shield. “Who is that knight?” Sir Tristram asked Sir Persides. “I know him well,” said Sir Persides, “his name is Sir Briant of North Wales.” So he continued on, joining other knights from North Wales. Then Sir Launcelot du Lake appeared, with a shield displaying the arms of Cornwall, and he sent a squire to Sir Briant, asking him to joust. “Well,” said Sir Briant, “since I’ve been asked to joust, I’ll do my best.” Right then, Sir Launcelot knocked Sir Briant off his horse with a massive fall. Sir Tristram was amazed at who the knight with the Cornwall shield was. “Whoever he is,” said Sir Dinadan, “I bet he’s of King Ban’s blood, who are known for their exceptional skills in the world, a notable number among the best.” Then two knights from Northgalis came, one named Hew de la Montaine, and the other Sir Madok de la Montaine, and they challenged Sir Launcelot without hesitation. Sir Launcelot, accepting their challenge, got ready, and with one spear, he knocked them both off their horses. After that, Sir Launcelot continued on his way. “By the good Lord,” said Sir Tristram, “that knight carrying the Cornwall shield is incredible, and it seems to me he rides in the best manner I’ve ever seen.”
Then the King of Northgalis rode unto Sir Palomides and prayed him heartily for his sake to joust with that knight that hath done us of Northgalis despite. Sir, said Sir Palomides, I am full loath to have ado with that knight, and cause why is, for as to-morn the great tournament shall be; and therefore I will keep myself fresh by my will. Nay, said the King of Northgalis, I pray you require him of jousts. Sir, said Sir Palomides, I will joust at your request, and require that knight to joust with me, and often I have seen a man have a fall at his own request.
Then the King of Northgalis rode up to Sir Palomides and earnestly asked him to compete in a joust against the knight who has wronged us of Northgalis. Sir, said Sir Palomides, I really don’t want to deal with that knight, and the reason is that there’s a big tournament tomorrow; so I want to stay fresh for it. No, said the King of Northgalis, I urge you to challenge him to a joust. Sir, said Sir Palomides, I will joust at your request, but just know I’ve seen a man take a fall after asking for a challenge himself.
CHAPTER XXVIII.
How Sir Launcelot jousted with
Palomides and overthrew him, and after he was assailed with twelve
knights.
Then Sir Palomides sent unto Sir Launcelot a squire, and required him of jousts. Fair fellow, said Sir Launcelot, tell me thy lord’s name. Sir, said the squire, my lord’s name is Sir Palomides, the good knight. In good hour, said Sir Launcelot, for there is no knight that I saw this seven years that I had liefer ado withal than with him. And so either knights made them ready with two great spears. Nay, said Sir Dinadan, ye shall see that Sir Palomides will quit him right well. It may be so, said Sir Tristram, but I undertake that knight with the shield of Cornwall shall give him a fall. I believe it not, said Sir Dinadan. Right so they spurred their horses and feutred their spears, and either hit other, and Sir Palomides brake a spear upon Sir Launcelot, and he sat and moved not; but Sir Launcelot smote him so lightly that he made his horse to avoid the saddle, and the stroke brake his shield and the hauberk, and had he not fallen he had been slain. How now, said Sir Tristram, I wist well by the manner of their riding both that Sir Palomides should have a fall.
Then Sir Palomides sent a squire to Sir Launcelot, asking for a joust. "Good man," Sir Launcelot said, "what’s your lord’s name?" "Sir," replied the squire, "my lord is Sir Palomides, the noble knight." "That's perfect," said Sir Launcelot, "because there isn't a knight I've seen in seven years that I would rather face than him." And so they both prepared with two large lances. "No," said Sir Dinadan, "you'll see that Sir Palomides will do just fine." "That may be," Sir Tristram replied, "but I bet that knight from Cornwall will bring him down." "I doubt it," Sir Dinadan said. They spurred their horses and readied their lances, and each struck the other. Sir Palomides broke his lance on Sir Launcelot, who remained steady in his seat; however, Sir Launcelot hit him just right, causing him to be thrown from his horse, breaking his shield and armor in the process, and had he not fallen, he would have been killed. "Well now," said Sir Tristram, "I knew from the way they rode that Sir Palomides was going to fall."
Right so Sir Launcelot rode his way, and rode to a well to drink and to repose him, and they of Northgalis espied him whither he rode; and then there followed him twelve knights for to have mischieved him, for this cause that upon the morn at the tournament of the Castle of Maidens that he should not win the victory. So they came upon Sir Launcelot suddenly, and unnethe he might put upon him his helm and take his horse, but they were in hands with him; and then Sir Launcelot gat his spear, and rode through them, and there he slew a knight and brake a spear in his body. Then he drew his sword and smote upon the right hand and upon the left hand, so that within a few strokes he had slain other three knights, and the remnant that abode he wounded them sore all that did abide. Thus Sir Launcelot escaped from his enemies of North Wales, and then Sir Launcelot rode his way till a friend, and lodged him till on the morn; for he would not the first day have ado in the tournament because of his great labour. And on the first day he was with King Arthur thereas he was set on high upon a scaffold to discern who was best worthy of his deeds. So Sir Launcelot was with King Arthur, and jousted not the first day.
So Sir Launcelot continued on his way and stopped at a well to get a drink and rest. The people of Northgalis saw where he was headed, and twelve knights followed him to try and cause trouble, wanting to ensure he wouldn’t win the tournament at the Castle of Maidens the next morning. They ambushed Sir Launcelot unexpectedly, and he barely had time to put on his helmet and mount his horse before they engaged him. Sir Launcelot grabbed his spear and charged through them, killing one knight and breaking his spear in the process. Then he drew his sword and struck to the right and left, quickly slaying three more knights and severely wounding the rest who stayed to fight. Thus, Sir Launcelot escaped from his enemies in North Wales and rode to a friend’s place, where he stayed overnight because he didn't want to compete in the tournament on the first day due to his exhaustion. On that first day, he was with King Arthur as the king watched from a high platform to see who deserved recognition for their deeds. So, even though Sir Launcelot was with King Arthur, he didn’t compete on the first day.
CHAPTER XXIX.
How Sir Tristram behaved him the
first day of the tournament, and there he had the prize.
Now turn we unto Sir Tristram de Liones, that commanded Gouvernail, his servant, to ordain him a black shield with none other remembrance therein. And so Sir Persides and Sir Tristram departed from their host Sir Pellounes, and they rode early toward the tournament, and then they drew them to King Carados’ side, of Scotland; and anon knights began the field what of King Northgalis’ part, and what of King Carados’ part, and there began great party. Then there was hurling and rashing. Right so came in Sir Persides and Sir Tristram and so they did fare that they put the King of Northgalis aback. Then came in Sir Bleoberis de Ganis and Sir Gaheris with them of Northgalis, and then was Sir Persides smitten down and almost slain, for more than forty horse men went over him. For Sir Bleoberis did great deeds of arms, and Sir Gaheris failed him not. When Sir Tristram beheld them, and saw them do such deeds of arms, he marvelled what they were. Also Sir Tristram thought shame that Sir Persides was so done to; and then he gat a great spear in his hand, and then he rode to Sir Gaheris and smote him down from his horse. And then was Sir Bleoberis wroth, and gat a spear and rode against Sir Tristram in great ire; and there Sir Tristram met with him, and smote Sir Bleoberis from his horse. So then the King with the Hundred Knights was wroth, and he horsed Sir Bleoberis and Sir Gaheris again, and there began a great medley; and ever Sir Tristram held them passing short, and ever Sir Bleoberis was passing busy upon Sir Tristram; and there came Sir Dinadan against Sir Tristram, and Sir Tristram gave him such a buffet that he swooned in his saddle. Then anon Sir Dinadan came to Sir Tristram and said: Sir, I know thee better than thou weenest; but here I promise thee my troth I will never come against thee more, for I promise thee that sword of thine shall never come on mine helm.
Now we turn to Sir Tristram de Liones, who instructed his servant Gouvernail to get him a black shield with no other design on it. Sir Persides and Sir Tristram then left their host Sir Pellounes and rode out early to the tournament. They headed towards the side of King Carados of Scotland, and soon knights began to gather on the field, representing both King Northgalis and King Carados, leading to a fierce battle. There was much charging and crashing. Just then, Sir Persides and Sir Tristram entered the fray and managed to push back the King of Northgalis. Then Sir Bleoberis de Ganis and Sir Gaheris joined the Northgalis knights, and Sir Persides was knocked down and nearly killed, as over forty horsemen trampled him. Sir Bleoberis performed great feats of arms, and Sir Gaheris supported him well. When Sir Tristram saw what they were doing, he was amazed. He felt it was shameful how they had treated Sir Persides, so he grabbed a large spear and rode straight at Sir Gaheris, knocking him off his horse. This angered Sir Bleoberis, who grabbed a spear and charged at Sir Tristram in fury; but Sir Tristram met him head-on and knocked him off his horse as well. Then the King with the Hundred Knights was furious and got Sir Bleoberis and Sir Gaheris back on their horses, leading to another chaotic clash. Sir Tristram continually kept the advantage, while Sir Bleoberis aggressively targeted him. Sir Dinadan then charged at Sir Tristram, but Sir Tristram hit him so hard that Dinadan fell unconscious in his saddle. Immediately after, Sir Dinadan approached Sir Tristram and said, “Sir, I know you better than you think; but here, I promise you my word that I will never challenge you again, for I swear that your sword will never strike my helm.”
With that came Sir Bleoberis, and Sir Tristram gave him such a buffet that down he laid his head; and then he caught him so sore by the helm that he pulled him under his horse’s feet. And then King Arthur blew to lodging. Then Sir Tristram departed to his pavilion, and Sir Dinadan rode with him; and Sir Persides and King Arthur then, and the kings upon both parties, marvelled what knight that was with the black shield. Many said their advice, and some knew him for Sir Tristram, and held their peace and would nought say. So that first day King Arthur, and all the kings and lords that were judges, gave Sir Tristram the prize; howbeit they knew him not, but named him the Knight with the Black Shield.
With that, Sir Bleoberis arrived, and Sir Tristram hit him so hard that he fell to the ground. Then he grabbed him firmly by his helmet and pulled him beneath his horse's feet. After that, King Arthur signaled for everyone to find lodging. Sir Tristram went back to his tent, followed by Sir Dinadan; meanwhile, Sir Persides and King Arthur, along with the kings from both sides, wondered who the knight with the black shield was. Many shared their thoughts, and some recognized him as Sir Tristram but chose to remain silent. So on that first day, King Arthur and all the kings and lords serving as judges awarded Sir Tristram the prize, even though they didn't know his identity and referred to him as the Knight with the Black Shield.
CHAPTER XXX.
How Sir Tristram returned against
King Arthur’s party because he saw Sir Palomides on that party.
Then upon the morn Sir Palomides returned from the King of Northgalis, and rode to King Arthur’s side, where was King Carados, and the King of Ireland, and Sir Launcelot’s kin, and Sir Gawaine’s kin. So Sir Palomides sent the damosel unto Sir Tristram that he sent to seek him when he was out of his mind in the forest, and this damosel asked Sir Tristram what he was and what was his name?
Then in the morning, Sir Palomides came back from the King of Northgalis and rode up to King Arthur, where King Carados, the King of Ireland, Sir Launcelot’s relatives, and Sir Gawaine’s relatives were gathered. So Sir Palomides sent the damsel to Sir Tristram, whom he had sent to find him when he was out of his mind in the forest, and this damsel asked Sir Tristram who he was and what his name was.
As for that, said Sir Tristram, tell Sir Palomides ye shall not wit as at this time unto the time I have broken two spears upon him. But let him wit thus much, said Sir Tristram, that I am the same knight that he smote down in over evening at the tournament; and tell him plainly on what party that Sir Palomides be I will be of the contrary party.
"About that, Sir Tristram said, tell Sir Palomides he won't know anything until I've shattered two spears against him. But let him know this much, Sir Tristram continued, that I am the same knight he knocked down the other evening at the tournament; and let him know clearly that whichever side Sir Palomides is on, I will be on the opposite side."
Sir, said the damosel, ye shall understand that Sir Palomides will be on King Arthur’s side, where the most noble knights of the world be. In the name of God, said Sir Tristram, then will I be with the King of Northgalis, because Sir Palomides will be on King Arthur’s side, and else I would not but for his sake. So when King Arthur was come they blew unto the field; and then there began a great party, and so King Carados jousted with the King of the Hundred Knights, and there King Carados had a fall: then was there hurling and rushing, and right so came in knights of King Arthur’s, and they bare aback the King of Northgalis’ knights.
"Sir," said the lady, "you should know that Sir Palomides will join King Arthur's side, where the most noble knights of the world are. In the name of God," said Sir Tristram, "then I will side with the King of Northgalis, because Sir Palomides will be with King Arthur, and I wouldn't have done this except for him." When King Arthur arrived, they sounded the horn for the tournament; a great battle began. King Carados jousted with the King of the Hundred Knights, and King Carados was unseated. Then there was chaos and charging, and at that moment, knights from King Arthur's side came in and pushed back the knights of the King of Northgalis.
Then Sir Tristram came in, and began so roughly and so bigly that there was none might withstand him, and thus Sir Tristram dured long. And at the last Sir Tristram fell among the fellowship of King Ban, and there fell upon him Sir Bors de Ganis, and Sir Ector de Maris, and Sir Blamore de Ganis, and many other knights. And then Sir Tristram smote on the right hand and on the left hand, that all lords and ladies spake of his noble deeds. But at the last Sir Tristram should have had the worse had not the King with the Hundred Knights been. And then he came with his fellowship and rescued Sir Tristram, and brought him away from those knights that bare the shields of Cornwall. And then Sir Tristram saw another fellowship by themself, and there were a forty knights together, and Sir Kay, the Seneschal, was their governor. Then Sir Tristram rode in amongst them, and there he smote down Sir Kay from his horse; and there he fared among those knights like a greyhound among conies.
Then Sir Tristram came in and started fighting so fiercely that no one could stand against him, and he held out for a long time. Eventually, Sir Tristram found himself among the company of King Ban, where he was attacked by Sir Bors de Ganis, Sir Ector de Maris, Sir Blamore de Ganis, and many other knights. Sir Tristram then struck to the right and to the left, and all the lords and ladies talked about his heroic deeds. But eventually, Sir Tristram would have been defeated if not for the King with the Hundred Knights. He arrived with his group and saved Sir Tristram, pulling him away from the knights bearing the shields of Cornwall. Then Sir Tristram noticed another group by themselves, consisting of forty knights, with Sir Kay the Seneschal as their leader. Sir Tristram charged among them and knocked Sir Kay off his horse, and he fought among those knights like a greyhound among rabbits.
Then Sir Launcelot found a knight that was sore wounded upon the head. Sir, said Sir Launcelot, who wounded you so sore? Sir, he said, a knight that beareth a black shield, and I may curse the time that ever I met with him, for he is a devil and no man. So Sir Launcelot departed from him and thought to meet with Sir Tristram, and so he rode with his sword drawn in his hand to seek Sir Tristram; and then he espied him how he hurled here and there, and at every stroke Sir Tristram wellnigh smote down a knight. O mercy Jesu! said the king, sith the times I bare arms saw I never no knight do so marvellous deeds of arms. And if I should set upon this knight, said Sir Launcelot to himself, I did shame to myself, and therewithal Sir Launcelot put up his sword. And then the King with the Hundred Knights and an hundred more of North Wales set upon the twenty of Sir Launcelot’s kin: and they twenty knights held them ever together as wild swine, and none would fail other. And so when Sir Tristram beheld the noblesse of these twenty knights he marvelled of their good deeds, for he saw by their fare and by their rule that they had liefer die than avoid the field. Now Jesu, said Sir Tristram, well may he be valiant and full of prowess that hath such a sort of noble knights unto his kin, and full like is he to be a noble man that is their leader and governor. He meant it by Sir Launcelot du Lake. So when Sir Tristram had beholden them long he thought shame to see two hundred knights battering upon twenty knights. Then Sir Tristram rode unto the King with the Hundred Knights and said: Sir, leave your fighting with those twenty knights, for ye win no worship of them, ye be so many and they so few; and wit ye well they will not out of the field I see by their cheer and countenance; and worship get ye none an ye slay them. Therefore leave your fighting with them, for I to increase my worship I will ride to the twenty knights and help them with all my might and power. Nay, said the King with the Hundred Knights, ye shall not do so; now I see your courage and courtesy I will withdraw my knights for your pleasure, for evermore a good knight will favour another, and like will draw to like.
Then Sir Launcelot found a knight who was severely wounded on the head. “Sir,” said Sir Launcelot, “who injured you so badly?” “A knight with a black shield,” he replied, “and I curse the day I ever met him, for he is a devil, not a man.” Sir Launcelot then left him, intending to find Sir Tristram, and rode on with his sword drawn, searching for Sir Tristram. He soon saw him fighting fiercely, and with every strike, Sir Tristram nearly knocked down a knight. “Oh mercy, Jesus!” exclaimed the king. “In all my days of bearing arms, I’ve never seen a knight do such incredible feats of combat.” “If I were to attack this knight,” Sir Launcelot thought to himself, “I would bring shame upon myself,” and with that, he sheathed his sword. Then the King with the Hundred Knights and a hundred more from North Wales charged at the twenty knights of Sir Launcelot’s kin, who fought like wild boars and would not abandon each other. When Sir Tristram noticed the bravery of these twenty knights, he was amazed by their courage, for by their appearance and behavior, it was clear they would rather die than leave the battlefield. “Now, Jesus,” said Sir Tristram, “he must truly be brave and full of prowess to have such a group of noble knights among his kin, and it’s likely he is a noble man as well, who is their leader and commander.” He was referring to Sir Launcelot du Lake. After observing them for a while, Sir Tristram felt it was shameful to see two hundred knights attacking just twenty. So he rode up to the King with the Hundred Knights and said, “Sir, stop fighting those twenty knights; you will gain no honor from them since you are so many and they are so few, and I can see they won’t leave the field from their demeanor. You will earn no glory if you slay them. Instead, to enhance my own honor, I will ride to the twenty knights and help them with all my strength and power.” “No,” said the King with the Hundred Knights, “you will not do that; now that I see your bravery and courtesy, I will withdraw my knights for your sake. A true knight will always support another, and like will attract like.”
CHAPTER XXXI.
How Sir Tristram found Palomides
by a well, and brought him with him to his lodging.
Then the King with the Hundred Knights withdrew his knights. And all this while, and long to-fore, Sir Launcelot had watched upon Sir Tristram with a very purpose to have fellowshipped with him. And then suddenly Sir Tristram, Sir Dinadan, and Gouvernail, his man, rode their way into the forest, that no man perceived where they went. So then King Arthur blew unto lodging, and gave the King of Northgalis the prize because Sir Tristram was upon his side. Then Sir Launcelot rode here and there, so wood as lion that fauted his fill, because he had lost Sir Tristram, and so he returned unto King Arthur. And then in all the field was a noise that with the wind it might be heard two mile thence, how the lords and ladies cried: The Knight with the Black Shield hath won the field. Alas, said King Arthur, where is that knight become? It is shame to all those in the field so to let him escape away from you; but with gentleness and courtesy ye might have brought him unto me to the Castle of Maidens. Then the noble King Arthur went unto his knights and comforted them in the best wise that he could, and said: My fair fellows, be not dismayed, howbeit ye have lost the field this day. And many were hurt and sore wounded, and many were whole. My fellows, said King Arthur, look that ye be of good cheer, for to-morn I will be in the field with you and revenge you of your enemies. So that night King Arthur and his knights reposed themself.
Then the King with the Hundred Knights pulled back his knights. All this time, and long before, Sir Launcelot had been keeping an eye on Sir Tristram with the intention of joining him. Suddenly, Sir Tristram, Sir Dinadan, and his man Gouvernail rode off into the forest, and no one noticed where they went. Then King Arthur sounded the call for lodging and awarded the prize to the King of Northgalis because Sir Tristram was on his side. Sir Launcelot rode around in a fury like a lion that had missed its prey because he had lost track of Sir Tristram, and eventually returned to King Arthur. In the field, there was such a commotion that it could be heard two miles away how the lords and ladies shouted: The Knight with the Black Shield has won the field. Alas, said King Arthur, where has that knight gone? It’s a shame for all those in the field to let him escape; with kindness and courtesy, you could have brought him to me at the Castle of Maidens. Then the noble King Arthur went to his knights and comforted them as best as he could, saying: My dear friends, don’t be disheartened, even though you lost the field today. Many were hurt and seriously wounded, and many were fine. My friends, said King Arthur, make sure to stay cheerful, for tomorrow I will be in the field with you to take revenge on your enemies. So that night, King Arthur and his knights rested.
The damosel that came from La Beale Isoud unto Sir Tristram, all the while the tournament was a-doing she was with Queen Guenever, and ever the queen asked her for what cause she came into that country. Madam, she answered, I come for none other cause but from my lady La Beale Isoud to wit of your welfare. For in no wise she would not tell the queen that she came for Sir Tristram’s sake. So this lady, Dame Bragwaine, took her leave of Queen Guenever, and she rode after Sir Tristram. And as she rode through the forest she heard a great cry; then she commanded her squire to go into the forest to wit what was that noise. And so he came to a well, and there he found a knight bounden till a tree crying as he had been wood, and his horse and his harness standing by him. And when he espied that squire, therewith he abraid and brake himself loose, and took his sword in his hand, and ran to have slain the squire. Then he took his horse and fled all that ever he might unto Dame Bragwaine, and told her of his adventure. Then she rode unto Sir Tristram’s pavilion, and told Sir Tristram what adventure she had found in the forest. Alas, said Sir Tristram, upon my head there is some good knight at mischief.
The lady who came from La Beale Isoud to Sir Tristram was with Queen Guenever during the tournament, and the queen kept asking her why she had come to this country. "Ma'am," she replied, "I have come only from my lady La Beale Isoud to inquire about your well-being." She definitely didn't want to tell the queen she came for Sir Tristram. So this lady, Dame Bragwaine, took her leave of Queen Guenever and rode after Sir Tristram. As she rode through the forest, she heard a loud commotion; she then told her squire to go into the forest to find out what that noise was. He came across a knight tied to a tree, shouting as if he were mad, with his horse and armor standing nearby. When the knight saw the squire, he snapped, broke free, grabbed his sword, and ran to attack the squire. Then he took his horse and fled as fast as he could to Dame Bragwaine and told her about his ordeal. She then rode to Sir Tristram’s tent and told him what she had encountered in the forest. "Alas," said Sir Tristram, "there is a good knight in trouble."
Then Sir Tristram took his horse and his sword and rode thither, and there he heard how the knight complained unto himself and said: I, woful knight Sir Palomides, what misadventure befalleth me, that thus am defoiled with falsehood and treason, through Sir Bors and Sir Ector. Alas, he said, why live I so long! And then he gat his sword in his hands, and made many strange signs and tokens; and so through his raging he threw his sword into that fountain. Then Sir Palomides wailed and wrang his hands. And at the last for pure sorrow he ran into that fountain, over his belly, and sought after his sword. Then Sir Tristram saw that, and ran upon Sir Palomides, and held him in his arms fast. What art thou, said Palomides, that holdeth me so? I am a man of this forest that would thee none harm. Alas, said Sir Palomides, I may never win worship where Sir Tristram is; for ever where he is an I be there, then get I no worship; and if he be away for the most part I have the gree, unless that Sir Launcelot be there or Sir Lamorak. Then Sir Palomides said: Once in Ireland Sir Tristram put me to the worse, and another time in Cornwall, and in other places in this land. What would ye do, said Sir Tristram, an ye had Sir Tristram? I would fight with him, said Sir Palomides, and ease my heart upon him; and yet, to say thee sooth, Sir Tristram is the gentlest knight in this world living. What will ye do, said Sir Tristram, will ye go with me to your lodging? Nay, said he, I will go to the King with the Hundred Knights, for he rescued me from Sir Bors de Ganis and Sir Ector and else had I been slain traitorly. Sir Tristram said him such kind words that Sir Palomides went with him to his lodging. Then Gouvernail went to-fore, and charged Dame Bragwaine to go out of the way to her lodging. And bid ye Sir Persides that he make him no quarrels. And so they rode together till they came to Sir Tristram’s pavilion, and there Sir Palomides had all the cheer that might be had all that night. But in no wise Sir Palomides might not know what was Sir Tristram; and so after supper they yede to rest, and Sir Tristram for great travail slept till it was day. And Sir Palomides might not sleep for anguish; and in the dawning of the day he took his horse privily, and rode his way unto Sir Gaheris and unto Sir Sagramore le Desirous, where they were in their pavilions; for they three were fellows at the beginning of the tournament. And then upon the morn the king blew unto the tournament upon the third day.
Then Sir Tristram took his horse and his sword and rode there, where he heard the knight complaining to himself, saying: I, unfortunate knight Sir Palomides, what bad luck has befallen me, that I am stained by deceit and betrayal, thanks to Sir Bors and Sir Ector. Alas, he said, why do I live so long! He then grabbed his sword and made many strange gestures; in his rage, he threw his sword into the fountain. Sir Palomides cried and wrung his hands. Finally, out of pure sorrow, he ran into the fountain, submerging himself, searching for his sword. Sir Tristram saw this and rushed to Sir Palomides, holding him tightly. "Who are you," said Palomides, "that holds me like this? I am just a man from this forest who means you no harm." "Alas," said Sir Palomides, "I'll never achieve honor where Sir Tristram is; wherever he is, if I am there, I get no glory; and if he is away, I mostly win favor, unless Sir Launcelot or Sir Lamorak is present." Then Sir Palomides said: "Once in Ireland, Sir Tristram defeated me, another time in Cornwall, and in other places in this land." "What would you do," said Sir Tristram, "if you had Sir Tristram?" "I would fight him," said Sir Palomides, "and relieve my heart of its burden; yet, to tell you the truth, Sir Tristram is the gentlest knight alive in this world." "What will you do," said Sir Tristram, "will you come with me to your lodging?" "No," he replied, "I will go to the King with the Hundred Knights, for he rescued me from Sir Bors de Ganis and Sir Ector, or else I would have been treacherously slain." Sir Tristram said such kind words that Sir Palomides chose to go with him to his lodging. Then Gouvernail went ahead and instructed Dame Bragwaine to take a different path to her lodging. And tell Sir Persides not to cause any trouble. They rode together until they reached Sir Tristram’s pavilion, where Sir Palomides received the best hospitality all night. However, Sir Palomides couldn't figure out who Sir Tristram was; after dinner, they went to rest, and Sir Tristram, exhausted, slept until dawn. Sir Palomides couldn’t sleep due to distress, and at daybreak, he secretly took his horse and rode to Sir Gaheris and Sir Sagramore le Desirous, who were in their pavilions, as the three of them had been companions at the start of the tournament. The next morning, the king sounded the trumpet for the third day of the tournament.
CHAPTER XXXII.
How Sir Tristram smote down Sir
Palomides, and how he jousted with King Arthur, and other feats.
So the King of Northgalis and the King with the Hundred Knights, they two encountered with King Carados and with the King of Ireland; and there the King with the Hundred Knights smote down King Carados, and the King of Northgalis smote down the King of Ireland. With that came in Sir Palomides, and when he came he made great work, for by his indented shield he was well known. So came in King Arthur, and did great deeds of arms together, and put the King of Northgalis and the King with the Hundred Knights to the worse. With this came in Sir Tristram with his black shield, and anon he jousted with Sir Palomides, and there by fine force Sir Tristram smote Sir Palomides over his horse’s croup. Then King Arthur cried: Knight with the Black Shield, make thee ready to me, and in the same wise Sir Tristram smote King Arthur. And then by force of King Arthur’s knights the King and Sir Palomides were horsed again. Then King Arthur with a great eager heart he gat a spear in his hand, and there upon the one side he smote Sir Tristram over his horse. Then foot-hot Sir Palomides came upon Sir Tristram, as he was upon foot, to have overridden him. Then Sir Tristram was ware of him, and there he stooped aside, and with great ire he gat him by the arm, and pulled him down from his horse. Then Sir Palomides lightly arose, and then they dashed together mightily with their swords; and many kings, queens, and lords, stood and beheld them. And at the last Sir Tristram smote Sir Palomides upon the helm three mighty strokes, and at every stroke that he gave him he said: This for Sir Tristram’s sake. With that Sir Palomides fell to the earth grovelling.
So the King of Northgalis and the King with the Hundred Knights ran into King Carados and the King of Ireland; and there the King with the Hundred Knights knocked down King Carados, and the King of Northgalis knocked down the King of Ireland. Just then, Sir Palomides arrived, and when he showed up, he made quite an impact, as he was well recognized by his distinctive shield. Then King Arthur arrived and achieved great feats of arms alongside him, putting the King of Northgalis and the King with the Hundred Knights at a disadvantage. Shortly after, Sir Tristram appeared with his black shield, and immediately challenged Sir Palomides, knocking him off his horse with sheer force. King Arthur then called out: “Knight with the Black Shield, get ready to face me,” and in turn, Sir Tristram struck King Arthur. Thanks to the efforts of King Arthur’s knights, the King and Sir Palomides were back on their horses. With a fierce determination, King Arthur grabbed a spear and knocked Sir Tristram off his horse. Then, the heated Sir Palomides approached Sir Tristram, who was now on foot, intending to overpower him. Sir Tristram noticed him, sidestepped, and, filled with anger, grabbed him by the arm and yanked him down from his horse. Sir Palomides quickly got up, and they clashed fiercely with their swords while many kings, queens, and lords watched. Eventually, Sir Tristram delivered three powerful blows to Sir Palomides's helmet, and with each strike, he declared: “This is for Sir Tristram’s sake.” With that, Sir Palomides collapsed to the ground, groveling.
Then came the King with the Hundred Knights, and brought Sir Tristram an horse, and so was he horsed again. By then was Sir Palomides horsed, and with great ire he jousted upon Sir Tristram with his spear as it was in the rest, and gave him a great dash with his sword. Then Sir Tristram avoided his spear, and gat him by the neck with his both hands, and pulled him clean out of his saddle, and so he bare him afore him the length of ten spears, and then in the presence of them all he let him fall at his adventure. Then Sir Tristram was ware of King Arthur with a naked sword in his hand, and with his spear Sir Tristram ran upon King Arthur; and then King Arthur boldly abode him and with his sword he smote a-two his spear, and therewithal Sir Tristram stonied; and so King Arthur gave him three or four strokes or he might get out his sword, and at the last Sir Tristram drew his sword and [either] assailed other passing hard. With that the great press departed [them]. Then Sir Tristram rode here and there and did his great pain, that eleven of the good knights of the blood of King Ban, that was of Sir Launcelot’s kin, that day Sir Tristram smote down; that all the estates marvelled of his great deeds and all cried upon the Knight with the Black Shield.
Then the King came with the Hundred Knights and gave Sir Tristram a horse, so he was mounted again. By then, Sir Palomides was also on horseback, and filled with rage, he charged at Sir Tristram with his spear, striking him hard with his sword. Sir Tristram dodged the spear, grabbed Palomides by the neck with both hands, and pulled him clean out of his saddle, carrying him for the distance of ten spears before letting him fall at his leisure in front of everyone. Then Sir Tristram noticed King Arthur with a naked sword in his hand, and with his spear, he charged at King Arthur. King Arthur stood his ground and struck Tristram's spear in half with his sword, which shocked Sir Tristram. King Arthur then landed three or four blows before Tristram could draw his sword, and finally, they both fought fiercely. The crowd around them dispersed. Sir Tristram then rode around, doing his best, taking down eleven of the noble knights from the bloodline of King Ban, who was related to Sir Launcelot, and everyone marveled at his great feats, calling out for the Knight with the Black Shield.
CHAPTER XXXIII.
How Sir Launcelot hurt Sir
Tristram, and how after Sir Tristram smote down Sir Palomides.
Then this cry was so large that Sir Launcelot heard it. And then he gat a great spear in his hand and came towards the cry. Then Sir Launcelot cried: The Knight with the Black Shield, make thee ready to joust with me. When Sir Tristram heard him say so he gat his spear in his hand, and either abashed down their heads, and came together as thunder; and Sir Tristram’s spear brake in pieces, and Sir Launcelot by malfortune struck Sir Tristram on the side a deep wound nigh to the death; but yet Sir Tristram avoided not his saddle, and so the spear brake. Therewithal Sir Tristram that was wounded gat out his sword, and he rushed to Sir Launcelot, and gave him three great strokes upon the helm that the fire sprang thereout, and Sir Launcelot abashed his head lowly toward his saddle-bow. And therewithal Sir Tristram departed from the field, for he felt him so wounded that he weened he should have died; and Sir Dinadan espied him and followed him into the forest. Then Sir Launcelot abode and did many marvellous deeds.
Then this cry was so loud that Sir Launcelot heard it. He picked up a great spear and moved towards the sound. Sir Launcelot shouted: “Knight with the Black Shield, get ready to joust with me.” When Sir Tristram heard this, he took his spear in hand, and they both lowered their heads, charging at each other like thunder. Sir Tristram’s spear shattered, and by misfortune, Sir Launcelot struck Sir Tristram with a deep wound to his side, nearly to the death; but Sir Tristram did not fall from his saddle, and so the spear broke. Then, wounded Sir Tristram drew his sword and rushed at Sir Launcelot, landing three heavy blows on his helmet that sent sparks flying, causing Sir Launcelot to lower his head toward the saddle-bow. After that, Sir Tristram left the field, feeling so wounded that he thought he might die; Sir Dinadan noticed him and followed him into the forest. Sir Launcelot remained and performed many marvelous deeds.
So when Sir Tristram was departed by the forest’s side he alighted, and unlaced his harness and freshed his wound; then weened Sir Dinadan that he should have died. Nay, nay, said Sir Tristram, Dinadan never dread thee, for I am heart-whole, and of this wound I shall soon be whole, by the mercy of God. By that Sir Dinadan was ware where came Palomides riding straight upon them. And then Sir Tristram was ware that Sir Palomides came to have destroyed him. And so Sir Dinadan gave him warning, and said: Sir Tristram, my lord, ye are so sore wounded that ye may not have ado with him, therefore I will ride against him and do to him what I may, and if I be slain ye may pray for my soul; and in the meanwhile ye may withdraw you and go into the castle, or in the forest, that he shall not meet with you. Sir Tristram smiled and said: I thank you, Sir Dinadan, of your good will, but ye shall wit that I am able to handle him. And then anon hastily he armed him, and took his horse, and a great spear in his hand, and said to Sir Dinadan: Adieu; and rode toward Sir Palomides a soft pace. Then when Sir Palomides saw that, he made countenance to amend his horse, but he did it for this cause, for he abode Sir Gaheris that came after him. And when he was come he rode toward Sir Tristram. Then Sir Tristram sent unto Sir Palomides, and required him to joust with him; and if he smote down Sir Palomides he would do no more to him; and if it so happened that Sir Palomides smote down Sir Tristram, he bade him do his utterance. So they were accorded. Then they met together, and Sir Tristram smote down Sir Palomides that he had a grievous fall, so that he lay still as he had been dead. And then Sir Tristram ran upon Sir Gaheris, and he would not have jousted; but whether he would or not Sir Tristram smote him over his horse’s croup, that he lay still as though he had been dead. And then Sir Tristram rode his way and left Sir Persides’ squire within the pavilions, and Sir Tristram and Sir Dinadan rode to an old knight’s place to lodge them. And that old knight had five sons at the tournament, for whom he prayed God heartily for their coming home. And so, as the French book saith, they came home all five well beaten.
So when Sir Tristram had left the forest, he dismounted, took off his armor, and tended to his wound; then Sir Dinadan thought he might die. "No, no," said Sir Tristram, "Dinadan, don’t worry about me, for I’m fine, and with God’s help, this wound will heal soon." Just then, Sir Dinadan noticed Sir Palomides riding straight toward them. Sir Tristram realized Sir Palomides meant to defeat him. So Sir Dinadan warned him, saying, "Sir Tristram, my lord, you're so badly wounded that you can't fight him. I will ride against him and do what I can, and if I'm killed, you can pray for my soul. Meanwhile, you should get away to the castle or hide in the forest so he won't find you." Sir Tristram smiled and replied, "Thank you, Sir Dinadan, for your goodwill, but know that I am capable of handling him." Then he quickly put on his armor, took his horse, grabbed a large spear, and said to Sir Dinadan, "Goodbye," and rode toward Sir Palomides at a slow pace. When Sir Palomides saw this, he pretended to fix his horse, but he was actually waiting for Sir Gaheris, who was coming behind him. Once Sir Gaheris arrived, he rode toward Sir Tristram. Sir Tristram then called out to Sir Palomides, inviting him to joust; he said if he knocked down Sir Palomides, he wouldn’t harm him further, and if the opposite happened, Sir Palomides could do his worst. They agreed. When they met, Sir Tristram knocked Sir Palomides down so hard that he fell and lay still as if he were dead. Then Sir Tristram charged at Sir Gaheris, who didn’t want to joust, but whether he wanted to or not, Sir Tristram knocked him over his horse's back so that he, too, lay still as if he were dead. After that, Sir Tristram rode away, leaving Sir Persides’ squire by the tents, and he and Sir Dinadan went to stay at an old knight’s place. This old knight had five sons competing in the tournament, and he prayed earnestly for their safe return. As the French book states, all five came back home thoroughly beaten.
And when Sir Tristram departed into the forest Sir Launcelot held alway the stour like hard, as a man araged that took no heed to himself, and wit ye well there was many a noble knight against him. And when King Arthur saw Sir Launcelot do so marvellous deeds of arms he then armed him, and took his horse and his armour, and rode into the field to help Sir Launcelot; and so many knights came in with King Arthur. And to make short tale in conclusion, the King of Northgalis and the King of the Hundred Knights were put to the worse; and because Sir Launcelot abode and was the last in the field the prize was given him. But Sir Launcelot would neither for king, queen, nor knight, have the prize, but where the cry was cried through the field: Sir Launcelot, Sir Launcelot hath won the field this day, Sir Launcelot let make another cry contrary: Sir Tristram hath won the field, for he began first, and last he hath endured, and so hath he done the first day, the second, and the third day.
And when Sir Tristram left for the forest, Sir Launcelot kept fighting hard, like a man who was furious and didn’t care about himself, and it’s clear there were many noble knights against him. When King Arthur saw Sir Launcelot performing such amazing feats in battle, he suited up, took his horse and armor, and rode out to help him; many knights followed King Arthur into the fray. To cut the story short, the King of Northgalis and the King of the Hundred Knights were defeated; since Sir Launcelot was the last one standing on the field, the prize was awarded to him. However, Sir Launcelot refused the prize, whether from king, queen, or knight, and where the announcement echoed across the field: "Sir Launcelot, Sir Launcelot has won the day," Sir Launcelot insisted on an alternate announcement: "Sir Tristram has won the field, for he was the first to begin and the last to endure, just as he did on the first day, the second, and the third day."
CHAPTER XXXIV.
How the prize of the third day was
given to Sir Launcelot, and Sir Launcelot gave it to Sir Tristram.
Then all the estates and degrees high and low said of Sir Launcelot great worship, for the honour that he did unto Sir Tristram; and for that honour doing to Sir Tristram he was at that time more praised and renowned than an he had overthrown five hundred knights; and all the people wholly for this gentleness, first the estates both high and low, and after the commonalty cried at once: Sir Launcelot hath won the field whosoever say nay. Then was Sir Launcelot wroth and ashamed, and so therewithal he rode to King Arthur. Alas, said the king, we are all dismayed that Sir Tristram is thus departed from us. By God, said King Arthur, he is one of the noblest knights that ever I saw hold spear or sword in hand, and the most courteoust knight in his fighting; for full hard I saw him, said King Arthur, when he smote Sir Palomides upon the helm thrice, that he abashed his helm with his strokes, and also he said: Here is a stroke for Sir Tristram, and thus thrice he said. Then King Arthur, Sir Launcelot, and Sir Dodinas le Savage took their horses to seek Sir Tristram, and by the means of Sir Persides he had told King Arthur where Sir Tristram was in his pavilion. But when they came there, Sir Tristram and Sir Dinadan were gone.
Then all the nobles and commoners alike praised Sir Launcelot for the honor he showed to Sir Tristram. At that moment, he was more celebrated and respected than if he had defeated five hundred knights. Everyone, both high and low, together shouted that Sir Launcelot had won the day, no matter what anyone else said. Sir Launcelot, however, felt upset and embarrassed, so he rode to King Arthur. "Alas," said the king, "we are all saddened that Sir Tristram has left us." "By God," King Arthur exclaimed, "he is one of the noblest knights I have ever seen wield a spear or sword, and the most courteous in battle. I saw him, when he struck Sir Palomides on the helmet three times, making his helm shake from the blow, and he said, 'Here’s a strike for Sir Tristram,' repeating it three times." Then King Arthur, Sir Launcelot, and Sir Dodinas le Savage mounted their horses to find Sir Tristram, and thanks to Sir Persides, King Arthur knew where Sir Tristram was in his tent. But when they arrived, Sir Tristram and Sir Dinadan were gone.
Then King Arthur and Sir Launcelot were heavy, and returned again to the Castle of Maidens making great dole for the hurt of Sir Tristram, and his sudden departing. So God me help, said King Arthur, I am more heavy that I cannot meet with him than for all the hurts that all my knights have had at the tournament. Right so came Sir Gaheris and told King Arthur how Sir Tristram had smitten down Sir Palomides, and it was at Sir Palomides’ own request. Alas, said King Arthur, that was great dishonour to Sir Palomides, inasmuch as Sir Tristram was sore wounded, and now may we all, kings, and knights, and men of worship, say that Sir Tristram may be called a noble knight, and one of the best knights that ever I saw the days of my life. For I will that ye all, kings and knights, know, said King Arthur, that I never saw knight do so marvellously as he hath done these three days; for he was the first that began and that longest held on, save this last day. And though he was hurt, it was a manly adventure of two noble knights, and when two noble men encounter needs must the one have the worse, like as God will suffer at that time. As for me, said Sir Launcelot, for all the lands that ever my father left me I would not have hurt Sir Tristram an I had known him at that time; that I hurt him was for I saw not his shield. For an I had seen his black shield, I would not have meddled with him for many causes; for late he did as much for me as ever did knight, and that is well known that he had ado with thirty knights, and no help save Sir Dinadan. And one thing shall I promise, said Sir Launcelot, Sir Palomides shall repent it as in his unkindly dealing for to follow that noble knight that I by mishap hurted thus. Sir Launcelot said all the worship that might be said by Sir Tristram. Then King Arthur made a great feast to all that would come. And thus we let pass King Arthur, and a little we will turn unto Sir Palomides, that after he had a fall of Sir Tristram, he was nigh-hand araged out of his wit for despite of Sir Tristram. And so he followed him by adventure. And as he came by a river, in his woodness he would have made his horse to have leapt over; and the horse failed footing and fell in the river, wherefore Sir Palomides was adread lest he should have been drowned; and then he avoided his horse, and swam to the land, and let his horse go down by adventure.
Then King Arthur and Sir Launcelot were very downcast and returned to the Castle of Maidens, lamenting Sir Tristram's injury and his sudden departure. “God help me,” said King Arthur, “I feel worse about not being able to meet him than about all the injuries my knights suffered at the tournament.” Just then, Sir Gaheris arrived and informed King Arthur that Sir Tristram had knocked down Sir Palomides, and it was Sir Palomides who had asked for it. “Alas,” said King Arthur, “that was a great dishonor to Sir Palomides, especially since Sir Tristram was badly wounded. Now we, kings, knights, and honorable men, can all agree that Sir Tristram deserves to be called a noble knight, one of the best knights I’ve ever seen in my life. I want you all to know,” said King Arthur, “that I’ve never seen a knight perform as incredibly as he has over these three days; he was the first to start and continued the longest, except for this last day. And even though he was hurt, it was a brave encounter between two noble knights, and whenever two noble men fight, one must inevitably come out worse, as God wills at that moment. As for me,” said Sir Launcelot, “I wouldn’t have hurt Sir Tristram for all the lands my father left me if I had known it was him; the only reason I hurt him was because I didn’t see his shield. If I had seen his black shield, I wouldn’t have engaged with him for many reasons; after all, he did as much for me as any knight ever has, which is well known since he faced thirty knights all on his own, with no help except for Sir Dinadan. And one thing I promise,” said Sir Launcelot, “Sir Palomides will regret his unkind action of following that noble knight whom I accidentally harmed. Sir Launcelot spoke highly of Sir Tristram. Then King Arthur hosted a grand feast for all who would attend. So we move past King Arthur for now and turn briefly to Sir Palomides, who, after being defeated by Sir Tristram, was nearly driven mad with anger at him. And so, by chance, he followed him. As he approached a river, in his rage, he attempted to make his horse leap over it; but the horse lost its footing and fell into the river. Sir Palomides was terrified he might drown, so he abandoned his horse and swam to shore, letting his horse drift away by chance.
CHAPTER XXXV.
How Palomides came to the castle
where Sir Tristram was, and of the quest that Sir Launcelot and ten knights
made for Sir Tristram.
And when he came to the land he took off his harness, and sat roaring and crying as a man out of his mind. Right so came a damosel even by Sir Palomides, that was sent from Sir Gawaine and his brother unto Sir Mordred, that lay sick in the same place with that old knight where Sir Tristram was. For, as the French book saith, Sir Persides hurt so Sir Mordred a ten days afore; and had it not been for the love of Sir Gawaine and his brother, Sir Persides had slain Sir Mordred. And so this damosel came by Sir Palomides, and she and he had language together, the which pleased neither of them; and so the damosel rode her ways till she came to the old knight’s place, and there she told that old knight how she met with the woodest knight by adventure that ever she met withal. What bare he in his shield? said Sir Tristram. It was indented with white and black, said the damosel. Ah, said Sir Tristram, that was Sir Palomides, the good knight. For well I know him, said Sir Tristram, for one of the best knights living in this realm. Then that old knight took a little hackney, and rode for Sir Palomides, and brought him unto his own manor; and full well knew Sir Tristram Sir Palomides, but he said but little, for at that time Sir Tristram was walking upon his feet, and well amended of his hurts; and always when Sir Palomides saw Sir Tristram he would behold him full marvellously, and ever him seemed that he had seen him. Then would he say unto Sir Dinadan: An ever I may meet with Sir Tristram he shall not escape mine hands. I marvel, said Sir Dinadan, that ye boast behind Sir Tristram, for it is but late that he was in your hands, and ye in his hands; why would ye not hold him when ye had him? for I saw myself twice or thrice that ye gat but little worship of Sir Tristram. Then was Sir Palomides ashamed. So leave we them a little while in the old castle with the old knight Sir Darras.
And when he arrived in the land, he took off his armor and sat there roaring and crying like a madman. Just then, a lady came by Sir Palomides, who had been sent from Sir Gawaine and his brother to Sir Mordred, who was sick in the same place as the old knight where Sir Tristram was. According to the French book, Sir Persides had injured Sir Mordred ten days earlier; without the love of Sir Gawaine and his brother, Sir Persides would have killed Sir Mordred. So, this lady came by Sir Palomides, and they exchanged words, which neither of them liked. Then the lady continued on her way until she reached the old knight’s place, where she told him that she had encountered the wildest knight by chance that she had ever met. "What did he have on his shield?" asked Sir Tristram. "It was divided in white and black," replied the lady. "Ah," said Sir Tristram, "that was Sir Palomides, the good knight. I know him well; he’s one of the best knights in this realm." Then the old knight took a small horse and rode to fetch Sir Palomides, bringing him to his manor. Sir Tristram recognized Sir Palomides, but said little because at that moment he was walking on his own and recovering from his injuries. Whenever Sir Palomides saw Sir Tristram, he would look at him in wonder, always feeling like he had seen him before. He would then say to Sir Dinadan, "If I ever meet Sir Tristram again, he won't escape me." "I wonder," said Sir Dinadan, "why you speak boldly about Sir Tristram when not long ago you were in his hands and he was in yours. Why didn't you hold on to him when you had the chance? I saw myself that you gained little honor from Sir Tristram." Then Sir Palomides felt ashamed. So let’s leave them for a while in the old castle with the old knight Sir Darras.
Now shall we speak of King Arthur, that said to Sir Launcelot: Had not ye been we had not lost Sir Tristram, for he was here daily unto the time ye met with him, and in an evil time, said Arthur, ye encountered with him. My lord Arthur, said Launcelot, ye put upon me that I should be cause of his departition; God knoweth it was against my will. But when men be hot in deeds of arms oft they hurt their friends as well as their foes. And my lord, said Sir Launcelot, ye shall understand that Sir Tristram is a man that I am loath to offend, for he hath done for me more than ever I did for him as yet. But then Sir Launcelot made bring forth a book: and then Sir Launcelot said: Here we are ten knights that will swear upon a book never to rest one night where we rest another this twelvemonth until that we find Sir Tristram. And as for me, said Sir Launcelot, I promise you upon this book that an I may meet with him, either with fairness or foulness I shall bring him to this court, or else I shall die therefore. And the names of these ten knights that had undertaken this quest were these following: First was Sir Launcelot, Sir Ector de Maris, Sir Bors de Ganis, and Bleoberis, and Sir Blamore de Ganis, and Lucan the Butler, Sir Uwaine, Sir Galihud Lionel, and Galiodin. So these ten noble knights departed from the court of King Arthur, and so they rode upon their quest together until they came to a cross where departed four ways, and there departed the fellowship in four to seek Sir Tristram.
Now let's talk about King Arthur, who said to Sir Launcelot: If it weren't for you, we wouldn't have lost Sir Tristram, because he was here every day until you met him, and it was at a bad time, said Arthur, when you ran into him. My lord Arthur, said Launcelot, you blame me for being the reason for his departure; God knows it was against my will. But when people are fired up in battle, they often hurt their friends as much as their enemies. And my lord, said Sir Launcelot, you should know that Sir Tristram is someone I’m reluctant to offend, for he has done more for me than I have done for him so far. But then Sir Launcelot had a book brought forth, and he said: Here we are, ten knights who will swear on this book never to rest one night where we rest another this year until we find Sir Tristram. And as for me, said Sir Launcelot, I promise you on this book that if I meet him, whether by fair means or foul, I will bring him to this court, or I will die trying. The names of these ten knights who took on this quest were: First was Sir Launcelot, Sir Ector de Maris, Sir Bors de Ganis, Bleoberis, Sir Blamore de Ganis, Lucan the Butler, Sir Uwaine, Sir Galihud, Lionel, and Galiodin. So these ten noble knights left King Arthur’s court and rode together on their quest until they reached a crossroads where four paths diverged, and there the fellowship split into four to search for Sir Tristram.
And as Sir Launcelot rode by adventure he met with Dame Bragwaine that was sent into that country to seek Sir Tristram, and she fled as fast as her palfrey might go. So Sir Launcelot met with her and asked her why she fled. Ah, fair knight, said Dame Bragwaine, I flee for dread of my life, for here followeth me Sir Breuse Saunce Pité to slay me. Hold you nigh me, said Sir Launcelot. Then when Sir Launcelot saw Sir Breuse Saunce Pité, Sir Launcelot cried unto him, and said: False knight, destroyer of ladies and damosels, now thy last days be come. When Sir Breuse Saunce Pité saw Sir Launcelot’s shield he knew it well, for at that time he bare not the arms of Cornwall, but he bare his own shield. And then Sir Breuse fled, and Sir Launcelot followed after him. But Sir Breuse was so well horsed that when him list to flee he might well flee, and also abide when him list. And then Sir Launcelot returned unto Dame Bragwaine, and she thanked him of his great labour.
As Sir Launcelot rode along, he happened to meet Dame Bragwaine, who had been sent to that area to find Sir Tristram, and she was fleeing as fast as her horse could go. Sir Launcelot approached her and asked why she was running away. "Ah, noble knight," said Dame Bragwaine, "I'm fleeing for my life because Sir Breuse Saunce Pité is chasing me to kill me." "Stay close to me," said Sir Launcelot. When Sir Launcelot saw Sir Breuse Saunce Pité, he shouted at him, saying, "False knight, destroyer of ladies and maidens, your end has come!" When Sir Breuse saw Sir Launcelot’s shield, he recognized it immediately; at that time, he wasn't wearing the arms of Cornwall but his own shield instead. Then Sir Breuse ran away, with Sir Launcelot chasing after him. However, Sir Breuse had such a good horse that he could easily escape whenever he wanted or hold his ground when he chose to. Afterward, Sir Launcelot returned to Dame Bragwaine, and she thanked him for his great effort.
CHAPTER XXXVI.
How Sir Tristram, Sir Palomides,
and Sir Dinadan were taken and put in prison.
Now will we speak of Sir Lucan the butler, that by fortune he came riding to the same place thereas was Sir Tristram, and in he came in none other intent but to ask harbour. Then the porter asked what was his name. Tell your lord that my name is Sir Lucan, the butler, a Knight of the Round Table. So the porter went unto Sir Darras, lord of the place, and told him who was there to ask harbour. Nay, nay, said Sir Daname, that was nephew to Sir Darras, say him that he shall not be lodged here, but let him wit that I, Sir Daname, will meet with him anon, and bid him make him ready. So Sir Daname came forth on horseback, and there they met together with spears, and Sir Lucan smote down Sir Daname over his horse’s croup, and then he fled into that place, and Sir Lucan rode after him, and asked after him many times.
Now we'll talk about Sir Lucan the butler, who by chance rode to the same place where Sir Tristram was. He arrived with no other intention but to ask for a place to stay. The porter asked for his name. "Tell your lord that my name is Sir Lucan, the butler, a Knight of the Round Table." The porter went to Sir Darras, the lord of the place, and informed him who was there asking for shelter. "No, no," said Sir Daname, nephew to Sir Darras, "tell him that he will not be allowed to stay here, but let him know that I, Sir Daname, will meet him soon and tell him to get ready." So Sir Daname came out on horseback, and they met with spears. Sir Lucan knocked Sir Daname off his horse, and then he fled into that place, with Sir Lucan riding after him, asking about him many times.
Then Sir Dinadan said to Sir Tristram: It is shame to see the lord’s cousin of this place defoiled. Abide, said Sir Tristram, and I shall redress it. And in the meanwhile Sir Dinadan was on horseback, and he jousted with Lucan the butler, and there Sir Lucan smote Dinadan through the thick of the thigh, and so he rode his way; and Sir Tristram was wroth that Sir Dinadan was hurt, and followed after, and thought to avenge him; and within a while he overtook Sir Lucan, and bade him turn; and so they met together so that Sir Tristram hurt Sir Lucan passing sore and gave him a fall. With that came Sir Uwaine, a gentle knight, and when he saw Sir Lucan so hurt he called Sir Tristram to joust with him. Fair knight, said Sir Tristram, tell me your name I require you. Sir knight, wit ye well my name is Sir Uwaine le Fise de Roy Ureine. Ah, said Sir Tristram, by my will I would not have ado with you at no time. Ye shall not so, said Sir Uwaine, but ye shall have ado with me. And then Sir Tristram saw none other bote, but rode against him, and overthrew Sir Uwaine and hurt him in the side, and so he departed unto his lodging again. And when Sir Dinadan understood that Sir Tristram had hurt Sir Lucan he would have ridden after Sir Lucan for to have slain him, but Sir Tristram would not suffer him. Then Sir Uwaine let ordain an horse litter, and brought Sir Lucan to the abbey of Ganis, and the castle thereby hight the Castle of Ganis, of the which Sir Bleoberis was lord. And at that castle Sir Launcelot promised all his fellows to meet in the quest of Sir Tristram.
Then Sir Dinadan said to Sir Tristram: It's a shame to see the lord’s cousin from this place harmed. Wait, said Sir Tristram, and I’ll fix it. Meanwhile, Sir Dinadan was on horseback, and he jousted with Lucan the butler. There, Sir Lucan struck Dinadan through the thick part of the thigh, and he rode off; Sir Tristram was angry that Sir Dinadan had been hurt and chased after him, intending to take revenge. After a little while, he caught up with Sir Lucan and told him to turn around. They clashed, and Sir Tristram seriously injured Sir Lucan and knocked him down. Just then, Sir Uwaine, a noble knight, appeared, and seeing Sir Lucan hurt, he called out to Sir Tristram to joust with him. Fair knight, said Sir Tristram, please tell me your name. Sir knight, just so you know, my name is Sir Uwaine le Fise de Roy Ureine. Ah, said Sir Tristram, I really don't want to fight you at any time. You don't get to choose, said Sir Uwaine; you will fight me. Then Sir Tristram saw no other option and rode against him, knocking Sir Uwaine down and hurting him in the side before heading back to his lodgings. When Sir Dinadan found out that Sir Tristram had hurt Sir Lucan, he wanted to chase after him to kill him, but Sir Tristram wouldn't allow it. Then Sir Uwaine arranged a horse litter and took Sir Lucan to the abbey of Ganis, near a castle called the Castle of Ganis, which was ruled by Sir Bleoberis. At that castle, Sir Launcelot promised all his companions that they would meet in the quest for Sir Tristram.
So when Sir Tristram was come to his lodging there came a damosel that told Sir Darras that three of his sons were slain at that tournament, and two grievously wounded that they were never like to help themself. And all this was done by a noble knight that bare the black shield, and that was he that bare the prize. Then came there one and told Sir Darras that the same knight was within, him that bare the black shield. Then Sir Darras yede unto Sir Tristram’s chamber, and there he found his shield and showed it to the damosel. Ah sir, said the damosel, that same is he that slew your three sons. Then without any tarrying Sir Darras put Sir Tristram, and Sir Palomides, and Sir Dinadan, within a strong prison, and there Sir Tristram was like to have died of great sickness; and every day Sir Palomides would reprove Sir Tristram of old hate betwixt them. And ever Sir Tristram spake fair and said little. But when Sir Palomides saw the falling of sickness of Sir Tristram, then was he heavy for him, and comforted him in all the best wise he could. And as the French book saith, there came forty knights to Sir Darras that were of his own kin, and they would have slain Sir Tristram and his two fellows, but Sir Darras would not suffer that, but kept them in prison, and meat and drink they had. So Sir Tristram endured there great pain, for sickness had undertaken him, and that is the greatest pain a prisoner may have. For all the while a prisoner may have his health of body he may endure under the mercy of God and in hope of good deliverance; but when sickness toucheth a prisoner’s body, then may a prisoner say all wealth is him bereft, and then he hath cause to wail and to weep. Right so did Sir Tristram when sickness had undertaken him, for then he took such sorrow that he had almost slain himself.
So when Sir Tristram arrived at his lodgings, a damsel came to tell Sir Darras that three of his sons had been killed at the tournament, and two were seriously injured, never to recover. All of this was caused by a noble knight with a black shield, who was the one that took home the prize. Then someone informed Sir Darras that this knight was inside, the one with the black shield. Sir Darras went to Sir Tristram’s chamber and found his shield, which he showed to the damsel. "Ah sir," said the damsel, "that same knight is the one who killed your three sons." Without delay, Sir Darras put Sir Tristram, Sir Palomides, and Sir Dinadan into a strong prison, where Sir Tristram nearly died of a severe illness; and every day, Sir Palomides would blame Sir Tristram for their past animosity. Sir Tristram spoke kindly and said little. But when Sir Palomides saw Sir Tristram's worsening health, he felt sorrow for him and tried to comfort him in every way he could. As the French book says, forty knights came to Sir Darras, all of his kin, wanting to kill Sir Tristram and his two companions, but Sir Darras refused to allow it, keeping them in prison and providing them with food and drink. So, Sir Tristram suffered greatly there, as illness had taken hold of him, which is the worst torment a prisoner can experience. As long as a prisoner has good health, they can endure under God's mercy and hope for a good rescue; but when illness strikes a prisoner's body, they can say that all fortune is taken from them, and then they have reason to lament and cry. Just like that, Sir Tristram was overcome by sorrow when illness took him, feeling such grief that he nearly ended his own life.
CHAPTER XXXVII.
How King Mark was sorry for the
good renown of Sir Tristram. Some of King Arthur’s knights jousted with
knights of Cornwall.
Now will we speak, and leave Sir Tristram, Sir Palomides, and Sir Dinadan in prison, and speak we of other knights that sought after Sir Tristram many divers parts of this land. And some yede into Cornwall; and by adventure Sir Gaheris, nephew unto King Arthur, came unto King Mark, and there he was well received and sat at King Mark’s own table and ate of his own mess. Then King Mark asked Sir Gaheris what tidings there were in the realm of Logris. Sir, said Sir Gaheris, the king reigneth as a noble knight; and now but late there was a great jousts and tournament as ever I saw any in the realm of Logris, and the most noble knights were at that jousts. But there was one knight that did marvellously three days, and he bare a black shield, and of all knights that ever I saw he proved the best knight. Then, said King Mark, that was Sir Launcelot, or Sir Palomides the paynim. Not so, said Sir Gheris, for both Sir Launcelot and Sir Palomides were on the contrary party against the Knight with the Black Shield. Then was it Sir Tristram, said the king. Yea, said Sir Gaheris. And therewithal the king smote down his head, and in his heart he feared sore that Sir Tristram should get him such worship in the realm of Logris wherethrough that he himself should not be able to withstand him. Thus Sir Gaheris had great cheer with King Mark, and with Queen La Beale Isoud, the which was glad of Sir Gaheris’ words; for well she wist by his deeds and manners that it was Sir Tristram. And then the king made a feast royal, and to that feast came Sir Uwaine le Fise de Roy Ureine, and some called him Uwaine le Blanchemains. And this Sir Uwaine challenged all the knights of Cornwall. Then was the king wood wroth that he had no knights to answer him. Then Sir Andred, nephew unto King Mark, leapt up and said: I will encounter with Sir Uwaine. Then he yede and armed him and horsed him in the best manner. And there Sir Uwaine met with Sir Andred, and smote him down that he swooned on the earth. Then was King Mark sorry and wroth out of measure that he had no knight to revenge his nephew, Sir Andred.
Now let’s talk, leaving Sir Tristram, Sir Palomides, and Sir Dinadan in prison, and focus on other knights who were searching for Sir Tristram throughout various parts of the land. Some went to Cornwall, and by chance, Sir Gaheris, a nephew of King Arthur, arrived at King Mark’s court. He was warmly welcomed, seated at King Mark's own table, and ate from his own plate. Then King Mark asked Sir Gaheris what news there was in the realm of Logris. Sir Gaheris replied, “The king reigns as a noble knight; recently, there was a great joust and tournament like none I’ve ever seen in Logris, attended by the most noble knights. But there was one knight who performed marvelously for three days, bearing a black shield, and out of all the knights I’ve seen, he proved to be the best.” “That must have been Sir Launcelot or Sir Palomides the pagan,” said King Mark. “Not at all,” responded Sir Gaheris, “for both Sir Launcelot and Sir Palomides were on the opposing side against the Knight with the Black Shield.” “Then it must have been Sir Tristram,” said the king. “Yes,” replied Sir Gaheris. With that, the king struck down his head, feeling deep in his heart the fear that Sir Tristram would gain such honor in the realm of Logris that he himself would be unable to contend with him. Thus, Sir Gaheris enjoyed great hospitality from King Mark and Queen La Beale Isoud, who was pleased by Sir Gaheris's words; she knew well from his deeds and conduct that it was Sir Tristram. The king then arranged a grand feast, and at that feast, Sir Uwaine le Fise de Roy Ureine, also known as Uwaine le Blanchemains, arrived. This Sir Uwaine challenged all the knights of Cornwall. The king became furious that he had no knights to respond to him. Then Sir Andred, nephew to King Mark, jumped up and said, “I will face Sir Uwaine.” He then got ready and mounted his horse in the best way he could. When Sir Uwaine met Sir Andred, he knocked him down so hard that he fainted on the ground. King Mark was deeply sorry and extremely angry that he had no knight to avenge his nephew, Sir Andred.
So the king called unto him Sir Dinas, the Seneschal, and prayed him for his sake to take upon him to joust with Sir Uwaine. Sir, said Sir Dinas, I am full loath to have ado with any knight of the Round Table. Yet, said the king, for my love take upon thee to joust. So Sir Dinas made him ready, and anon they encountered together with great spears, but Sir Dinas was overthrown, horse and man, a great fall. Who was wroth but King Mark! Alas, he said, have I no knight that will encounter with yonder knight? Sir, said Sir Gaheris, for your sake I will joust. So Sir Gaheris made him ready, and when he was armed he rode into the field. And when Sir Uwaine saw Sir Gaheris’ shield he rode to him and said: Sir, ye do not your part. For, sir, the first time ye were made Knight of the Round Table ye sware that ye should not have ado with your fellowship wittingly. And pardie, Sir Gaheris, ye knew me well enough by my shield, and so do I know you by your shield, and though ye would break your oath I would not break mine; for there is not one here, nor ye, that shall think I am afeard of you, but I durst right well have ado with you, and yet we be sisters’ sons. Then was Sir Gaheris ashamed, and so therewithal every knight went their way, and Sir Uwaine rode into the country.
So the king called Sir Dinas, the Seneschal, and asked him to joust with Sir Uwaine for his sake. Sir Dinas replied, “I really dislike getting involved with any knight of the Round Table.” But the king insisted, “For my sake, please take on the challenge.” So Sir Dinas prepared himself, and soon they clashed fiercely with their lances, but Sir Dinas was knocked down, horse and all, in a significant fall. King Mark was furious! “Is there no knight who will face that knight?” he exclaimed. “I will joust for your sake,” said Sir Gaheris. So Sir Gaheris got ready, and when he was armored, he rode into the arena. When Sir Uwaine saw Sir Gaheris’ shield, he approached and said, “Sir, you're not honoring your oath. When you were made a Knight of the Round Table, you swore you wouldn’t fight against your fellow knights knowingly. And honestly, Sir Gaheris, you recognized me by my shield, and I know you by yours. Even if you broke your oath, I won’t break mine; no one here, including you, will think I’m afraid of you. I would gladly face you, even though we're cousins.” Sir Gaheris felt ashamed, and with that, all the knights went their separate ways, while Sir Uwaine rode off into the countryside.
Then King Mark armed him, and took his horse and his spear, with a squire with him. And then he rode afore Sir Uwaine, and suddenly at a gap he ran upon him as he that was not ware of him, and there he smote him almost through the body, and there left him. So within a while there came Sir Kay and found Sir Uwaine, and asked him how he was hurt. I wot not, said Sir Uwaine, why nor wherefore, but by treason I am sure I gat this hurt; for here came a knight suddenly upon me or that I was ware, and suddenly hurt me. Then there was come Sir Andred to seek King Mark. Thou traitor knight, said Sir Kay, an I wist it were thou that thus traitorly hast hurt this noble knight thou shouldst never pass my hands. Sir, said Sir Andred, I did never hurt him, and that I will report me to himself. Fie on you false knight, said Sir Kay, for ye of Cornwall are nought worth. So Sir Kay made carry Sir Uwaine to the Abbey of the Black Cross, and there he was healed. And then Sir Gaheris took his leave of King Mark, but or he departed he said: Sir king, ye did a foul shame unto you and your court, when ye banished Sir Tristram out of this country, for ye needed not to have doubted no knight an he had been here. And so he departed.
Then King Mark equipped him with armor, took his horse and spear, and brought a squire along. He rode ahead of Sir Uwaine and suddenly ambushed him at a gap, striking him almost through the body and leaving him there. Shortly after, Sir Kay arrived and found Sir Uwaine, asking how he was hurt. "I don’t know why or how," Sir Uwaine replied, "but I’m sure this injury came from treachery; a knight came upon me suddenly when I wasn’t aware and hurt me." Just then, Sir Andred showed up to find King Mark. "You treacherous knight," Sir Kay said, "if I knew it was you who hurt this noble knight in such a treacherous way, you wouldn’t get away from me." "Sir," said Sir Andred, "I never harmed him, and I’ll let him tell you himself." "Shame on you, false knight," said Sir Kay, "for you Cornish are worthless." So, Sir Kay had Sir Uwaine taken to the Abbey of the Black Cross, where he was healed. Then Sir Gaheris took his leave from King Mark, but before he left, he said: "Sir king, you have brought great shame upon yourself and your court by banishing Sir Tristram from this land; you shouldn't have feared any knight if he had been here." And with that, he departed.
CHAPTER XXXVIII.
Of the treason of King Mark, and
how Sir Gaheris smote him down and Andred his cousin.
Then there came Sir Kay, the Seneschal, unto King Mark, and there he had good cheer showing outward. Now, fair lords, said he, will ye prove any adventure in the forest of Morris, in the which I know well is as hard an adventure as I know any. Sir, said Sir Kay, I will prove it. And Sir Gaheris said he would be avised for King Mark was ever full of treason: and therewithal Sir Gaheris departed and rode his way. And by the same way that Sir Kay should ride he laid him down to rest, charging his squire to wait upon Sir Kay; And warn me when he cometh. So within a while Sir Kay came riding that way, and then Sir Gaheris took his horse and met him, and said: Sir Kay, ye are not wise to ride at the request of King Mark, for he dealeth all with treason. Then said Sir Kay: I require you let us prove this adventure. I shall not fail you, said Sir Gaheris. And so they rode that time till a lake that was that time called the Perilous Lake, and there they abode under the shaw of the wood.
Then Sir Kay, the steward, came to King Mark, looking cheerful on the outside. “Now, dear lords,” he said, “are you going to take on any challenges in the forest of Morris? I know it has a challenge as tough as any.” “I’ll take it on,” Sir Kay replied. Sir Gaheris said he needed to think about it since King Mark was always up to no good, and with that, Sir Gaheris left to continue on his way. Along the same route that Sir Kay would take, he lay down to rest, asking his squire to keep an eye on Sir Kay and to let him know when he arrived. Soon after, Sir Kay came riding that way, and Sir Gaheris took his horse to meet him, saying, “Sir Kay, it’s not wise to ride at King Mark’s request since he is full of treachery.” Sir Kay responded, “I insist we take on this challenge.” “I won’t let you down,” Sir Gaheris replied. And so they rode until they reached a lake that was known as the Perilous Lake and there they waited under the shade of the woods.
The meanwhile King Mark within the castle of Tintagil avoided all his barons, and all other save such as were privy with him were avoided out of his chamber. And then he let call his nephew Sir Andred, and bade arm him and horse him lightly; and by that time it was midnight. And so King Mark was armed in black, horse and all; and so at a privy postern they two issued out with their varlets with them, and rode till they came to that lake. Then Sir Kay espied them first, and gat his spear, and proffered to joust. And King Mark rode against him, and smote each other full hard, for the moon shone as the bright day. And there at that jousts Sir Kay’s horse fell down, for his horse was not so big as the king’s horse, and Sir Kay’s horse bruised him full sore. Then Sir Gaheris was wroth that Sir Kay had a fall. Then he cried: Knight, sit thou fast in thy saddle, for I will revenge my fellow. Then King Mark was afeard of Sir Gaheris, and so with evil will King Mark rode against him, and Sir Gaheris gave him such a stroke that he fell down. So then forthwithal Sir Gaheris ran unto Sir Andred and smote him from his horse quite, that his helm smote in the earth, and nigh had broken his neck. And therewithal Sir Gaheris alighted, and gat up Sir Kay. And then they yode both on foot to them, and bade them yield them, and tell their names outher they should die. Then with great pain Sir Andred spake first, and said: It is King Mark of Cornwall, therefore be ye ware what ye do, and I am Sir Andred, his cousin. Fie on you both, said Sir Gaheris, for a false traitor, and false treason hast thou wrought and he both, under the feigned cheer that ye made us! it were pity, said Sir Gaheris, that thou shouldst live any longer. Save my life, said King Mark, and I will make amends; and consider that I am a king anointed. It were the more shame, said Sir Gaheris, to save thy life; thou art a king anointed with cream, and therefore thou shouldst hold with all men of worship; and therefore thou art worthy to die. With that he lashed at King Mark without saying any more, and covered him with his shield and defended him as he might. And then Sir Kay lashed at Sir Andred, and therewithal King Mark yielded him unto Sir Gaheris. And then he kneeled adown, and made his oath upon the cross of the sword, that never while he lived he would be against errant-knights. And also he sware to be good friend unto Sir Tristram if ever he came into Cornwall.
Meanwhile, King Mark in the castle of Tintagel avoided all his barons, and all others except those who were in on his secrets were kept out of his chamber. Then he called for his nephew Sir Andred and asked him to quickly get ready with armor and a horse; by that time it was midnight. King Mark was dressed in black armor, along with his horse; and so they slipped out through a secret postern with their attendants and rode until they reached the lake. Sir Kay spotted them first, grabbed his spear, and challenged them to joust. King Mark charged at him, and they struck each other hard, for the moon shone as brightly as day. During the joust, Sir Kay's horse fell, as it was not as large as King Mark’s horse, and Sir Kay was badly bruised. Sir Gaheris was angry that Sir Kay had fallen. He shouted, "Knight, hold tight to your saddle, for I will avenge my fellow!" King Mark was afraid of Sir Gaheris, and, with reluctance, he charged at him. Sir Gaheris struck him hard enough that he fell off his horse. Immediately, Sir Gaheris ran to Sir Andred and knocked him off his horse, causing his helmet to hit the ground and nearly break his neck. Then, Sir Gaheris dismounted and helped Sir Kay up. They both approached King Mark and Sir Andred, demanding that they surrender and reveal their names or face death. After a struggle, Sir Andred spoke first, saying, "It is King Mark of Cornwall, so be careful what you do, and I am Sir Andred, his cousin." "Shame on both of you," said Sir Gaheris, "for you’re a traitor and have committed treason under the false pretenses you showed us! It would be a pity for you to live any longer." “Spare my life,” said King Mark, “and I will make amends; remember that I am an anointed king.” “It would be even more shameful to save your life,” replied Sir Gaheris, “You are an anointed king who should stand with all honorable men; thus, you deserve to die.” With that, he struck at King Mark without further words, shielding him as best he could. Then Sir Kay attacked Sir Andred, and at that moment, King Mark surrendered to Sir Gaheris. He kneeled down and took an oath on the cross of the sword that while he lived, he would never go against any errant knight. He also swore to be a good friend to Sir Tristram if he ever came to Cornwall.
By then Sir Andred was on the earth, and Sir Kay would have slain him. Let be, said Sir Gaheris, slay him not I pray you. It were pity, said Sir Kay, that he should live any longer, for this is nigh cousin unto Sir Tristram, and ever he hath been a traitor unto him, and by him he was exiled out of Cornwall, and therefore I will slay him, said Sir Kay. Ye shall not, said Sir Gaheris; sithen I have given the king his life, I pray you give him his life. And therewithal Sir Kay let him go. And so Sir Kay and Sir Gaheris rode their way unto Dinas, the Seneschal, for because they heard say that he loved well Sir Tristram. So they reposed them there, and soon after they rode unto the realm of Logris. And so within a little while they met with Sir Launcelot that always had Dame Bragwaine with him, to that intent he weened to have met the sooner with Sir Tristram; and Sir Launcelot asked what tidings in Cornwall, and whether they heard of Sir Tristram or not. Sir Kay and Sir Gaheris answered and said, that they heard not of him. Then they told Sir Launcelot word by word of their adventure. Then Sir Launcelot smiled and said: Hard it is to take out of the flesh that is bred in the bone; and so made them merry together.
By then, Sir Andred was on the ground, and Sir Kay was about to kill him. “Wait,” said Sir Gaheris, “don’t kill him, please.” “It would be a shame for him to live any longer,” said Sir Kay, “since he’s nearly a cousin to Sir Tristram, and he’s always been a traitor to him. He’s the one who got Tristram exiled from Cornwall, so I will kill him,” said Sir Kay. “You shall not,” said Sir Gaheris; “since I have spared the king’s life, I ask that you spare his life too.” With that, Sir Kay let him go. So, Sir Kay and Sir Gaheris continued their journey to Dinas, the Seneschal, because they heard he was a good friend of Sir Tristram. They rested there, and soon after, they rode into the realm of Logris. Before long, they encountered Sir Launcelot, who always had Dame Bragwaine with him, hoping that he would meet Sir Tristram sooner. Sir Launcelot asked about news from Cornwall and whether they had heard anything about Sir Tristram. Sir Kay and Sir Gaheris replied that they hadn’t heard from him. Then they told Sir Launcelot the details of their adventure. Sir Launcelot smiled and said, “It’s hard to remove something from the flesh that’s rooted in the bone,” and they all enjoyed each other's company.
CHAPTER XXXIX.
How after that Sir Tristram, Sir
Palomides, and Sir Dinadan had been long in prison they were delivered.
Now leave we off this tale, and speak we of Sir Dinas that had within the castle a paramour, and she loved another knight better than him. And so when Sir Dinas went out a-hunting she slipped down by a towel, and took with her two brachets, and so she yede to the knight that she loved, and he her again. And when Sir Dinas came home and missed his paramour and his brachets, then was he the more wrother for his brachets than for the lady. So then he rode after the knight that had his paramour, and bade him turn and joust. So Sir Dinas smote him down, that with the fall he brake his leg and his arm. And then his lady and paramour cried Sir Dinas mercy, and said she would love him better than ever she did. Nay, said Sir Dinas, I shall never trust them that once betrayed me, and therefore, as ye have begun, so end, for I will never meddle with you. And so Sir Dinas departed, and took his brachets with him, and so rode to his castle.
Now let's finish this story and talk about Sir Dinas, who had a lover in the castle, but she preferred another knight over him. So, when Sir Dinas went out hunting, she climbed down using a rope and took two hounds with her to be with the knight she loved. When Sir Dinas returned home and noticed that his lover and his hounds were missing, he was angrier about the hounds than about the lady. He then rode after the knight who had taken his lover and challenged him to a joust. Sir Dinas knocked him down, causing him to break his leg and arm in the fall. Then his lady begged Sir Dinas for mercy, promising she would love him more than she ever had. But Sir Dinas replied, "I will never trust those who have betrayed me once, so as you have started, so you will end. I won’t have anything to do with you." With that, Sir Dinas left, took his hounds with him, and rode back to his castle.
Now will we turn unto Sir Launcelot, that was right heavy that he could never hear no tidings of Sir Tristram, for all this while he was in prison with Sir Darras, Palomides, and Dinadan. Then Dame Bragwaine took her leave to go into Cornwall, and Sir Launcelot, Sir Kay, and Sir Gaheris rode to seek Sir Tristram in the country of Surluse.
Now let's turn to Sir Launcelot, who was very sad that he hadn’t heard any news about Sir Tristram, as he had been in prison with Sir Darras, Palomides, and Dinadan all this time. Then Dame Bragwaine said her goodbyes to head to Cornwall, and Sir Launcelot, Sir Kay, and Sir Gaheris rode out to search for Sir Tristram in the land of Surluse.
Now speaketh this tale of Sir Tristram and of his two fellows, for every day Sir Palomides brawled and said language against Sir Tristram. I marvel, said Sir Dinadan, of thee, Sir Palomides, an thou haddest Sir Tristram here thou wouldst do him no harm; for an a wolf and a sheep were together in a prison the wolf would suffer the sheep to be in peace. And wit thou well, said Sir Dinadan, this same is Sir Tristram at a word, and now must thou do thy best with him, and let see now if ye can skift it with your hands. Then was Sir Palomides abashed and said little. Sir Palomides, then said Sir Tristram, I have heard much of your maugre against me, but I will not meddle with you as at this time by my will, because I dread the lord of this place that hath us in governance; for an I dread him not more than I do thee, soon it should be skift: so they peaced themself. Right so came in a damosel and said: Knights, be of good cheer, for ye are sure of your lives, and that I heard say my lord, Sir Darras. Then were they glad all three, for daily they weened they should have died.
Now this story is about Sir Tristram and his two companions, because every day Sir Palomides argued and spoke against Sir Tristram. I wonder, said Sir Dinadan, about you, Sir Palomides; if you had Sir Tristram here, you wouldn’t dare to harm him; because if a wolf and a sheep were stuck together in a prison, the wolf would let the sheep be at peace. And you know well, said Sir Dinadan, this is just like Sir Tristram; now you have to do your best with him, and let’s see if you can manage to fight him with your hands. Then Sir Palomides felt embarrassed and said little. Sir Palomides, then said Sir Tristram, I've heard a lot about your complaints against me, but I won’t engage with you right now because I fear the lord of this place who governs us. If I feared him no more than I fear you, it would quickly be a different story: so they eased their tensions. Just then, a lady entered and said: Knights, be cheerful, for your lives are safe, as I heard from my lord, Sir Darras. Then all three were glad, as they feared daily they would die.
Then soon after this Sir Tristram fell sick that he weened to have died; then Sir Dinadan wept, and so did Sir Palomides under them both making great sorrow. So a damosel came in to them and found them mourning. Then she went unto Sir Darras, and told him how that mighty knight that bare the black shield was likely to die. That shall not be, said Sir Darras, for God defend when knights come to me for succour that I should suffer them to die within my prison. Therefore, said Sir Darras to the damosel, fetch that knight and his fellows afore me. And then anon Sir Darras saw Sir Tristram brought afore him. He said: Sir knight, me repenteth of thy sickness for thou art called a full noble knight, and so it seemeth by thee; and wit ye well it shall never be said that Sir Darras shall destroy such a noble knight as thou art in prison, howbeit that thou hast slain three of my sons whereby I was greatly aggrieved. But now shalt thou go and thy fellows, and your harness and horses have been fair and clean kept, and ye shall go where it liketh you, upon this covenant, that thou, knight, wilt promise me to be good friend to my sons two that be now alive, and also that thou tell me thy name. Sir, said he, as for me my name is Sir Tristram de Liones, and in Cornwall was I born, and nephew I am unto King Mark. And as for the death of your sons I might not do withal, for an they had been the next kin that I have I might have done none otherwise. And if I had slain them by treason or treachery I had been worthy to have died. All this I consider, said Sir Darras, that all that ye did was by force of knighthood, and that was the cause I would not put you to death. But sith ye be Sir Tristram, the good knight, I pray you heartily to be my good friend and to my sons. Sir, said Sir Tristram, I promise you by the faith of my body, ever while I live I will do you service, for ye have done to us but as a natural knight ought to do. Then Sir Tristram reposed him there till that he was amended of his sickness; and when he was big and strong they took their leave, and every knight took their horses, and so departed and rode together till they came to a cross way. Now fellows, said Sir Tristram, here will we depart in sundry ways. And because Sir Dinadan had the first adventure of him I will begin.
Then, not long after, Sir Tristram fell seriously ill, and it seemed he would die. Sir Dinadan cried, and so did Sir Palomides, both of them in deep sorrow. A young woman came in and found them grieving. She then went to Sir Darras and told him that the mighty knight with the black shield was likely to die. "That won't happen," said Sir Darras, "for God forbid that when knights come to me for help, I let them die in my prison." So, Sir Darras told the young woman to bring that knight and his companions before him. Soon after, Sir Darras saw Sir Tristram brought to him and said, "Sir knight, I'm sorry to hear about your illness; you are known to be a truly noble knight, and it shows. Rest assured, it will never be said that Sir Darras let such a noble knight as you perish in prison, even though you have slain three of my sons, which has deeply troubled me. But now you and your companions shall go, and your armor and horses have been well cared for, with this condition: that you, knight, promise me to be a good friend to my two surviving sons and also tell me your name." "Sir," he replied, "I am Sir Tristram de Liones, born in Cornwall, and I am the nephew of King Mark. As for the deaths of your sons, I had no choice; had they been my closest kin, I couldn't have acted differently. If I had killed them through treachery or deceit, I would deserve to die." "I understand," said Sir Darras, "that everything you did was by the code of knighthood, which is why I wouldn’t execute you. But since you are Sir Tristram, the noble knight, I sincerely ask you to be my friend and the friend of my sons." "Sir," said Sir Tristram, "by the honor of my body, I promise that as long as I live, I will serve you, for you have treated us as a true knight should." Then Sir Tristram rested there until he recovered from his illness; once he was strong again, they said their goodbyes, took their horses, and rode together until they reached a crossroads. "Now, friends," said Sir Tristram, "we will part ways here. Since Sir Dinadan had the first adventure, I will take the lead."
CHAPTER XL.
How Sir Dinadan rescued a lady from
Sir Breuse Saunce Pité, and how Sir Tristram received a shield of Morgan le
Fay.
So as Sir Dinadan rode by a well he found a lady making great dole. What aileth you? said Sir Dinadan. Sir knight, said the lady, I am the wofullest lady of the world, for within these five days here came a knight called Sir Breuse Saunce Pité, and he slew mine own brother, and ever since he hath kept me at his own will, and of all men in the world I hate him most; and therefore I require you of knighthood to avenge me, for he will not tarry, but be here anon. Let him come, said Sir Dinadan, and because of honour of all women I will do my part. With this came Sir Breuse, and when he saw a knight with his lady he was wood wroth. And then he said: Sir knight, keep thee from me. So they hurtled together as thunder, and either smote other passing sore, but Sir Dinadan put him through the shoulder a grievous wound, and or ever Sir Dinadan might turn him Sir Breuse was gone and fled. Then the lady prayed him to bring her to a castle there beside but four mile thence; and so Sir Dinadan brought her there, and she was welcome, for the lord of that castle was her uncle; and so Sir Dinadan rode his way upon his adventure.
As Sir Dinadan rode by a well, he saw a lady crying. "What’s wrong?" asked Sir Dinadan. "Sir knight," replied the lady, "I am the most sorrowful lady in the world. Just five days ago, a knight named Sir Breuse Saunce Pité came and killed my brother. Ever since, he has kept me against my will, and of all men, I hate him the most. So I ask you, as a knight, to avenge me, for he won't wait long and will be here soon." "Let him come," said Sir Dinadan, "and for the honor of all women, I will do my part." Just then, Sir Breuse arrived, and when he saw a knight with the lady, he became furious. "Sir knight, keep your distance," he shouted. They charged at each other like thunder, and each dealt heavy blows. But Sir Dinadan managed to inflict a serious wound on Sir Breuse's shoulder, and before Dinadan could turn around, Sir Breuse had fled. The lady then asked him to take her to a castle nearby, just four miles away. So Sir Dinadan took her there, and she was welcomed because the lord of that castle was her uncle. After that, Sir Dinadan rode off on his own adventure.
Now turn we this tale unto Sir Tristram, that by adventure he came to a castle to ask lodging, wherein was Queen Morgan le Fay; and so when Sir Tristram was let into that castle he had good cheer all that night. And upon the morn when he would have departed the queen said: Wit ye well ye shall not depart lightly, for ye are here as a prisoner. Jesu defend! said Sir Tristram, for I was but late a prisoner. Fair knight, said the queen, ye shall abide with me till that I wit what ye are and from whence ye come. And ever the queen would set Sir Tristram on her own side, and her paramour on the other side. And ever Queen Morgan would behold Sir Tristram, and thereat the knight was jealous, and was in will suddenly to have run upon Sir Tristram with a sword, but he left it for shame. Then the queen said to Sir Tristram: Tell me thy name, and I shall suffer you to depart when ye will. Upon that covenant I tell you my name is Sir Tristram de Liones. Ah, said Morgan le Fay, an I had wist that, thou shouldst not have departed so soon as thou shalt. But sithen I have made a promise I will hold it, with that thou wilt promise me to bear upon thee a shield that I shall deliver thee, unto the castle of the Hard Rock, where King Arthur had cried a great tournament, and there I pray you that ye will be, and to do for me as much deeds of arms as ye may do. For at the Castle of Maidens, Sir Tristram, ye did marvellous deeds of arms as ever I heard knight do. Madam, said Sir Tristram, let me see the shield that I shall bear. Then the shield was brought forth, and the field was goldish, with a king and a queen therein painted, and a knight standing above them, [one foot] upon the king’s head, and the other upon the queen’s. Madam, said Sir Tristram, this is a fair shield and a mighty; but what signifieth this king and this queen, and the knight standing upon both their heads? I shall tell you, said Morgan le Fay, it signifieth King Arthur and Queen Guenever, and a knight who holdeth them both in bondage and in servage. Who is that knight? said Sir Tristram. That shall ye not wit as at this time, said the queen. But as the French book saith, Queen Morgan loved Sir Launcelot best, and ever she desired him, and he would never love her nor do nothing at her request, and therefore she held many knights together for to have taken him by strength. And because she deemed that Sir Launcelot loved Queen Guenever paramour, and she him again, therefore Queen Morgan le Fay ordained that shield to put Sir Launcelot to a rebuke, to that intent that King Arthur might understand the love between them. Then Sir Tristram took that shield and promised her to bear it at the tournament at the Castle of the Hard Rock. But Sir Tristram knew not that that shield was ordained against Sir Launcelot, but afterward he knew it.
Now we turn this tale to Sir Tristram, who by chance came to a castle to ask for lodging, where Queen Morgan le Fay was. Once Sir Tristram was let into the castle, he enjoyed good hospitality all night. The next morning, when he planned to leave, the queen said, "You won't be leaving easily; you're here as my prisoner." "God forbid!" replied Sir Tristram, "I was just recently a prisoner." "Noble knight," said the queen, "you'll stay with me until I find out who you are and where you come from." The queen always wanted to sit Sir Tristram next to her, with her lover on the other side. Queen Morgan constantly looked at Sir Tristram, which made her lover jealous, and he wanted to confront Sir Tristram with a sword, but he held back for shame. Then the queen said to Sir Tristram, "Tell me your name, and I'll let you leave whenever you wish." In exchange for that promise, Sir Tristram revealed, "My name is Sir Tristram de Liones." "Ah," said Morgan le Fay, "if I had known that, you wouldn’t be leaving as quickly as you will. But since I've made a promise, I will keep it, on the condition that you agree to carry a shield I shall give you to the Castle of the Hard Rock, where King Arthur is holding a great tournament. I ask that you participate and perform as many feats of arms as you can. For at the Castle of Maidens, Sir Tristram, you achieved remarkable victories like no knight I’ve ever heard of." "My lady," said Sir Tristram, "show me the shield I will carry." Then the shield was brought out; its field was gold with a king and queen depicted, and a knight standing above them, one foot on the king’s head and the other on the queen’s. "My lady," said Sir Tristram, "this is a beautiful and mighty shield; but what does this king and queen signify, along with the knight standing on their heads?" "I will tell you," said Morgan le Fay, "it represents King Arthur and Queen Guenever, with a knight who has them both in bondage and servitude." "Who is that knight?" asked Sir Tristram. "You won't know that just yet," replied the queen. However, as the French book states, Queen Morgan loved Sir Launcelot the most and always desired him, but he would never reciprocate nor do anything at her request. Therefore, she held many knights together to try to capture him by force. She believed that Sir Launcelot loved Queen Guenever, and she him back, and thus Queen Morgan le Fay created that shield to shame Sir Launcelot, so that King Arthur would understand the love between them. Sir Tristram took the shield and promised her he would carry it at the tournament at the Castle of the Hard Rock. But Sir Tristram did not know that the shield was intended against Sir Launcelot, although he would learn this later.
CHAPTER XLI.
How Sir Tristram took with him the
shield, and also how he slew the paramour of Morgan le Fay.
So then Sir Tristram took his leave of the queen, and took the shield with him. Then came the knight that held Queen Morgan le Fay, his name was Sir Hemison, and he made him ready to follow Sir Tristram. Fair friend, said Morgan, ride not after that knight, for ye shall not win no worship of him. Fie on him, coward, said Sir Hemison, for I wist never good knight come out of Cornwall but if it were Sir Tristram de Liones. What an that be he? said she. Nay, nay, said he, he is with La Beale Isoud, and this is but a daffish knight. Alas, my fair friend, ye shall find him the best knight that ever ye met withal, for I know him better than ye do. For your sake, said Sir Hemison, I shall slay him. Ah, fair friend, said the queen, me repenteth that ye will follow that knight, for I fear me sore of your again coming. With this this knight rode his way wood wroth, and he rode after Sir Tristram as fast as he had been chased with knights. When Sir Tristram heard a knight come after him so fast he returned about, and saw a knight coming against him. And when he came nigh to Sir Tristram he cried on high: Sir knight, keep thee from me. Then they rushed together as it had been thunder, and Sir Hemison brised his spear upon Sir Tristram, but his harness was so good that he might not hurt him. And Sir Tristram smote him harder, and bare him through the body, and he fell over his horse’s croup. Then Sir Tristram turned to have done more with his sword, but he saw so much blood go from him that him seemed he was likely to die, and so he departed from him and came to a fair manor to an old knight, and there Sir Tristram lodged.
So Sir Tristram said goodbye to the queen and took the shield with him. Then the knight who was holding Queen Morgan le Fay, named Sir Hemison, got ready to follow Sir Tristram. "Dear friend," said Morgan, "don’t chase after that knight, because you won’t gain any honor from him." "Shame on him, coward," Sir Hemison replied, "for I’ve never seen a good knight come out of Cornwall except for Sir Tristram de Liones." "And who is that?" she asked. "No, no," he said, "he’s with La Beale Isoud, and he is just a foolish knight." "Alas, my dear friend, you’ll find him to be the best knight you’ve ever encountered, because I know him better than you do." "For your sake," Sir Hemison said, "I’ll kill him." "Oh, dear friend," the queen replied, "I regret that you will pursue that knight, for I’m truly worried about your return." With that, the knight rode off in a furious rage, chasing after Sir Tristram as if he were being pursued by knights. When Sir Tristram heard a knight coming after him so quickly, he turned around and saw a knight approaching him. As they got closer, he shouted, "Sir knight, beware of me." Then they charged at each other like thunder, and Sir Hemison broke his spear on Sir Tristram, but his armor was so good that he couldn’t hurt him. Sir Tristram struck back harder and pierced him through the body, causing him to fall over his horse’s back. Then Sir Tristram was about to keep attacking with his sword, but he noticed so much blood flowing from Sir Hemison that it seemed he was likely to die, so he decided to leave him and went to a nice manor belonging to an old knight, where Sir Tristram stayed.
CHAPTER XLII.
How Morgan le Fay buried her
paramour, and how Sir Tristram praised Sir Launcelot and his kin.
Now leave to speak of Sir Tristram, and speak we of the knight that was wounded to the death. Then his varlet alighted, and took off his helm, and then he asked his lord whether there were any life in him. There is in me life, said the knight, but it is but little; and therefore leap thou up behind me when thou hast holpen me up, and hold me fast that I fall not, and bring me to Queen Morgan le Fay; for deep draughts of death draw to my heart that I may not live, for I would fain speak with her or I died: for else my soul will be in great peril an I die. For[thwith] with great pain his varlet brought him to the castle, and there Sir Hemison fell down dead. When Morgan le Fay saw him dead she made great sorrow out of reason; and then she let despoil him unto his shirt, and so she let him put into a tomb. And about the tomb she let write: Here lieth Sir Hemison, slain by the hands of Sir Tristram de Liones.
Now let's talk about Sir Tristram, and about the knight who was mortally wounded. His squire dismounted, took off his helmet, and asked his lord if he was still alive. "I have some life left," said the knight, "but it’s very little; so climb up behind me once you help me up, and hold me tight so I don’t fall. Take me to Queen Morgan le Fay; for death is closing in on me, and I may not survive. I want to speak with her before I die; otherwise, my soul will be in great danger if I pass away." With great effort, his squire helped him to the castle, where Sir Hemison collapsed and died. When Morgan le Fay saw him dead, she mourned deeply. Then she ordered him to be stripped down to his shirt and placed in a tomb. Around the tomb, she had inscribed: Here lies Sir Hemison, slain by the hands of Sir Tristram de Liones.
Now turn we unto Sir Tristram, that asked the knight his host if he saw late any knights adventurous. Sir, he said, the last night here lodged with me Ector de Maris and a damosel with him, and that damosel told me that he was one of the best knights of the world. That is not so, said Sir Tristram, for I know four better knights of his own blood, and the first is Sir Launcelot du Lake, call him the best knight, and Sir Bors de Ganis, Sir Bleoberis, Sir Blamore de Ganis, and Sir Gaheris. Nay, said his host, Sir Gawaine is a better knight than he. That is not so, said Sir Tristram, for I have met with them both, and I felt Sir Gaheris for the better knight, and Sir Lamorak I call him as good as any of them except Sir Launcelot. Why name ye not Sir Tristram? said his host, for I account him as good as any of them. I know not Sir Tristram, said Tristram. Thus they talked and bourded as long as them list, and then went to rest. And on the morn Sir Tristram departed, and took his leave of his host, and rode toward the Roche Dure, and none adventure had Sir Tristram but that; and so he rested not till he came to the castle, where he saw five hundred tents.
Now let’s turn to Sir Tristram, who asked his host if he had seen any adventurous knights lately. “Yes,” he said, “last night Ector de Maris stayed here with a damsel, and that damsel told me he was one of the best knights in the world.” “That’s not true,” said Sir Tristram, “because I know four knights of his blood who are better than he is. The first is Sir Launcelot du Lake, whom I’d call the best knight, and then there’s Sir Bors de Ganis, Sir Bleoberis, Sir Blamore de Ganis, and Sir Gaheris.” “No,” said his host, “Sir Gawaine is a better knight than he is.” “That’s not right,” said Sir Tristram, “because I’ve encountered both of them, and I judged Sir Gaheris to be the better knight. I’d say Sir Lamorak is as good as any of them except Sir Launcelot.” “Why don’t you mention Sir Tristram?” asked his host, “because I consider him as good as any of them.” “I don’t know Sir Tristram,” replied Tristram. They continued to talk and jest until they decided to rest. The next morning, Sir Tristram departed, said goodbye to his host, and rode toward Roche Dure, facing no other adventures except that. He didn’t stop until he arrived at the castle, where he saw five hundred tents.
CHAPTER XLIII.
How Sir Tristram at a tournament
bare the shield that Morgan le Fay delivered to him.
Then the King of Scots and the King of Ireland held against King Arthur’s knights, and there began a great medley. So came in Sir Tristram and did marvellous deeds of arms, for there he smote down many knights. And ever he was afore King Arthur with that shield. And when King Arthur saw that shield he marvelled greatly in what intent it was made; but Queen Guenever deemed as it was, wherefore she was heavy. Then was there a damosel of Queen Morgan in a chamber by King Arthur, and when she heard King Arthur speak of that shield, then she spake openly unto King Arthur. Sir King, wit ye well this shield was ordained for you, to warn you of your shame and dishonour, and that longeth to you and your queen. And then anon that damosel picked her away privily, that no man wist where she was become. Then was King Arthur sad and wroth, and asked from whence came that damosel. There was not one that knew her nor wist where she was become. Then Queen Guenever called to her Sir Ector de Maris, and there she made her complaint to him, and said: I wot well this shield was made by Morgan le Fay in despite of me and of Sir Launcelot, wherefore I dread me sore lest I should be destroyed. And ever the king beheld Sir Tristram, that did so marvellous deeds of arms that he wondered sore what knight he might be, and well he wist it was not Sir Launcelot. And it was told him that Sir Tristram was in Petit Britain with Isoud la Blanche Mains, for he deemed, an he had been in the realm of Logris, Sir Launcelot or some of his fellows that were in the quest of Sir Tristram that they should have found him or that time. So King Arthur had marvel what knight he might be. And ever Sir Arthur’s eye was on that shield. All that espied the queen, and that made her sore afeard.
Then the King of Scots and the King of Ireland fought against King Arthur’s knights, and a great battle began. Sir Tristram entered and performed incredible feats of arms, knocking down many knights. He always held that shield before King Arthur. When King Arthur saw that shield, he was very curious about its purpose, but Queen Guenever saw it for what it was, which made her sad. Then a maiden of Queen Morgan, who was in a chamber near King Arthur, heard him speak of the shield and spoke up to him. "Sir King, know that this shield was made for you, to warn you of your shame and dishonor, which concerns you and your queen." Soon after, that maiden slipped away quietly, and no one knew where she had gone. King Arthur was troubled and angry, asking where the maiden had come from. No one could identify her or knew her whereabouts. Then Queen Guenever called for Sir Ector de Maris and explained her concerns, saying, "I know this shield was made by Morgan le Fay to spite me and Sir Launcelot, and I fear greatly that I will be destroyed." Meanwhile, King Arthur watched Sir Tristram, who was performing such remarkable feats of arms that he wondered who that knight could be, knowing it wasn’t Sir Launcelot. He was told that Sir Tristram was in Petit Britain with Isoud la Blanche Mains, thinking that if he had been in the land of Logris, Sir Launcelot or one of his companions seeking Sir Tristram would have found him by now. So, King Arthur was curious about who that knight might be. King Arthur kept his eyes on that shield, which the queen noticed, making her very afraid.
Then ever Sir Tristram smote down knights wonderly to behold, what upon the right hand and upon the left hand, that unnethe no knight might withstand him. And the King of Scots and the King of Ireland began to withdraw them. When Arthur espied that, he thought that that knight with the strange shield should not escape him. Then he called unto him Sir Uwaine le Blanche Mains, and bade him arm him and make him ready. So anon King Arthur and Sir Uwaine dressed them before Sir Tristram, and required him to tell them where he had that shield. Sir, he said, I had it of Queen Morgan le Fay, sister unto King Arthur.
Then Sir Tristram struck down knights in a way that was astonishing to see, both to the right and the left, making it nearly impossible for any knight to resist him. The King of Scots and the King of Ireland began to pull back. When Arthur saw this, he decided that the knight with the strange shield should not get away. He called for Sir Uwaine le Blanche Mains and told him to get ready and arm himself. Quickly, King Arthur and Sir Uwaine prepared themselves in front of Sir Tristram and asked him where he got that shield. "Sir," he replied, "I got it from Queen Morgan le Fay, sister of King Arthur."
So here endeth this history of this book, for it is the first book of Sir Tristram de Liones and the second book of Sir Tristram followeth.
GLOSSARY
Abashed, abased, lowered,
Abate, depress, calm,
Abought, paid for,
Abraid, started,
Accompted, counted,
Accorded, agreed,
Accordment, agreement,
Acquit, repay,
Actually, actively,
Adoubted, afraid,
Advision, vision,
Afeard, afraid,
Afterdeal, disadvantage,
Againsay, retract,
Aknown, known,
Aligement, alleviation,
Allegeance, alleviation,
Allow, approve,
Almeries, chests,
Alther, gen. pl., of all,
Amounted, mounted,
Anealed, anointed,
Anguishly, in pain,
Anon, at once,
Apair, weaken,
Apparelled, fitted up,
Appeach, impeach,
Appealed, challenged, accused,
Appertices, displays,
Araged, enraged, ; confused,
Araised, raised,
Arase, obliterate,
Areared, reared,
Armyvestal, martial,
Array, plight, state of affairs,
Arrayed, situated,
Arson, saddle-bow,
Askance, casually,
Assoiled, absolved,
Assotted, infatuated,
Assummon, summon,
Astonied, amazed, stunned,
At, of, by,
At-after, after,
Attaint, overcome,
Aumbries, chests,
Avail (at), at an advantage,
Avaled, lowered,
Avaunt, boast,
Aventred, couched,
Avised, be advised, take thought,
Avision, vision,
Avoid, quit,
Avoided, got clear off,
Avow, vow,
Await of (in), in watch for,
Awayward, away,
Awke, sideways,
Bachelors, probationers for knighthood
Bain, bath,
Barbican, gate-tower,
Barget, little ship,
Battle, division of an army,
Bawdy, dirty,
Beams, trumpets,
Be-closed, enclosed,
Become, pp., befallen, gone to,
Bedashed, splashed,
Behests, promises,
Behight, promised,
Beholden (beholding) to, obliged to,
Behote, promised,
Benome, deprived, taken away,
Besants, gold coins,
Beseek, beseech,
Beseen, appointed, arrayed,
Beskift, shove off,
Bested, beset,
Betaken, entrusted,
Betaught, entrusted, recommended,
Betid, happened,
Betook, committed, entrusted,
Bevered, quivered,
Board, sb., deck,
Bobaunce, boasting, pride,
Boishe, bush, branch of a tree,
Boistous, rough,
Bole, trunk of a tree,
Boot, remedy,
Borrow out, redeem,
Borrows, pledges,
Bote, remedy,
Bound, ready,
Bourded, jested,
Bourder, jester,
Braced, embraced,
Brachet, little hound,
Braide, quick movement,
Brast, burst, break,
Breaths, breathing holes,
Brief, shorten,
Brim, fierce, furious,
Brised, broke,
Broached, pierced,
Broaches, spits,
Bur, hand-guard of a spear,
Burble, bubble,
Burbling, bubbling,
Burgenetts, buds, blossoms,
Bushment, ambush,
By and by, immediately,
Bywaryed, expended, bestowed,
Canel bone, collar bone,
Cankered, inveterate,
Cantel, slice, strip,
Careful, sorrowful, full of troubles,
Cast (of bread), loaves baked at the same time,
Cast, ref: v., propose,
Cedle, schedule, note,
Cere, wax over, embalm,; cerel,
Certes, certainly,
Chafe, heat, decompose,; chafed, heated,
Chaflet, platform, scaffold,
Champaign, open country,
Chariot (Fr charette), cart,
Cheer, countenance, entertainment,
Chierte, dearness,
Chrism, anointing oil,
Clatter, talk confusedly,
Cleight, clutched,
Cleped, called,
Clipping, embracing,
Cog, small boat,
Cognisance, badge, mark of distinction,
Coif, head-piece,
Comfort, strengthen, help,
Cominal, common,
Complished, complete,
Con, know, be able, ; con thanlt, be grateful,
Conserve, preserve,
Conversant, abiding in,
Cording, agreement,
Coronal, circlet,
Cost, side,
Costed, kept up with,
Couched, lay,
Courage, encourage,
Courtelage, courtyard,
Covert, sheltered,
Covetise, covetousness,
Covin, deceit,
Cream, oil,
Credence, faith,
Croup, crupper,
Curteist, most courteous,
Daffish, foolish,
Danger (in), under obligation to, in the power of,
Dawed, v tr., revived, intr. dawned,
Deadly, mortal, human,
Deal, part, portion,
Debate, quarrel, strife,
Debonair, courteous,
Deceivable, deceitful,
Defaded, faded,
Default, fault,
Defend, forbid,; defended,; forbidden,
Defoiled, trodden down, fouled, deflowered,
Degree (win the), rank, superiority,
Delibered, determined,
Deliverly, adroitly,
Departed, divided,
Departition, departure,
Dere, harm,
Descrive, describe,
Despoiled, stripped,
Detrenched, cut to pieces,
Devised, looked carefully at,
Devoir, duty, service,
Did off, doffed,
Dight, prepared,
Dindled, trembled,
Disadventure, misfortune,
Discover, reveal,
Disherited, disinherited,
Disparpled, scattered,
Dispenses, expenses,
Disperplyd, scattered,
Dispoiled, stripped,
Distained, sullied, dishonoured,
Disworship, shame,
Dole, gift of alms,
Dole, sorrow,
Domineth, dominates, rules,
Don, gift,
Doted, foolish,
Doubted, redoubtable,
Draughts, privities, secret interviews, recesses,
Drenched, drowned,
Dress, make ready,
Dressed up, raised,
Dretched, troubled in sleep,
Dretching, being troubled in sleep,
Dromounds, war vessels,
Dure, endure, last,; dured,; during,
Duresse, bondage, hardship,
Dwined, dwindled,
Eased, entertained,
Eft, after, again,
Eftures, passages,
Embattled, ranged for battle,
Embushed, concealed in the woods,
Eme, uncle,
Empoison, poison,
Emprised, undertook,
Enbraid,
Enchafe, heat,; enchafed, heated,
Enchieve, achieve,
Endlong, alongside of,
Enewed, painted,
Enforce, constrain,
Engine, device,
Enow, enough,
Enquest, enterprise,
Ensured, assured,
Entermete, intermeddle,
Errant, wandering,
Estates, ranks,
Even hand, at an equality,
Evenlong, along,
Everych, each, every one,
Faiter, vagabond,
Fare, sb., ado, commotion,
Faren, pp., treated,
Faute, lack,; fauted, lacked,
Fealty, oath of fidelity,
Fear, frighten,
Feute, trace, track,
Feuter, set in rest, couch,
Feutred, set in socket,
Fiaunce, affiance, promise,
Flang, flung,; rushed,
Flatling, prostrate,
Fleet, float,
Flemed, put to flight,
Flittered, fluttered,
Foiled, defeated, shamed,
Foined, thrust,
Foining, thrusting,
Foins, thrusts,
Foot-hot, hastily,
For-bled, spent with bleeding,
Force (no), no concern,
Fordeal, advantage,
Fordo, destroy,; fordid,
Forecast, preconcerted plot,
For-fared, worsted,
Forfend, forbid,
Forfoughten, weary with fighting,
Forhewn, hewn to pieces,
Forjousted, tired with jousting,
Forthinketh, repents,
Fortuned, happened,
Forward, vanguard,
Forwowmded, sorely wounded,
Free, noble,
Freshed,
Froward, away from,
Gad, wedge or spike of iron,
Gainest, readiest,
Gar, cause,
Gart, compelled,
Gentily, like a gentleman,
Gerfalcon, a fine hawk,
Germane, closely allied,
Gest, deed, story,
Gisarm, halberd, battle-axe,
Glaive, sword,
Glasting, barking,
Glatisant, barking, yelping,
Gobbets, lumps,
Graithed, made ready,
Gree, degree, superiority,
Greed, pp., pleased, content,
Grescs, steps,
Grimly, ugly,
Grovelling, on his face,
Guerdonless, without reward,
Guise, fashion,
Habergeon, hauberk with leggings attached,
Hair, a hair-shirt,
Hale and how, a sailor’s cry,
Halp, helped,
Halsed, embraced,
Halsing, embracing,
Handfast, betrothed,
Handsel, earnest-money,
Hangers, testicles,
Harbingers, messengers sent to prepare lodgings,
Harness, armour,
Hart of greese, fat deer,
Hauberk, coat of mail,
Haut, high, noble,
Hauteyn, haughty,
Heavy, sad,
Hete, command,
Hide, skin,
Hied, hurried,
High (on), aloud,
Higher hand, the uppermost,
Hight, called,
Hilled, covered, concealed,
Holden, held,
Holp, helped,
Holts, woods,
Hough-bone, back part of kneejoint,
Houselled, to be given the Eucharist,
Hoved, hovered, waited about,
Hurled, dashed, staggered,; hurling,
Hurtle, dash,
Incontinent, forthwith,
Ind, dark blue,
Infellowship, join in fellowship,
In like, alike,
Intermit, interpose,
Japer, jester,
Japes, jests,
Jesseraunt, a short cuirass,
Keep, sb., care,
Keep, s., care, reck,
Kemps, champions,
Kind, nature,
Kindly, natural,
Knights parters, marshals,
Know, acknowledge,
Knowledging, acknowledgment, confession,
Lain, conceal,
Langering, sauntering,
Lapped, took in her lap,
Large, generous,
Largeness, liberality,
Laton, latten, brass,
Laund, waste plain,
Layne, conceal,
Lazar-cot, leper-house,
Learn, teach,
Lears, cheeks,
Leaved, leafy,
Lecher, fornicator,
Leech, physician,
Leman, lover,
Let, caused to,
Let, hinder,
Lewdest, most ignorant,
Licours lecherous,
Lief, dear,
Liefer, more gladly,
Lieve, believe,
Limb-meal, limb from limb,
List, desire, pleasure,
Lithe, joint,
Longing unto, belonging to,
Long on (upon), because of,
Loos, praise,
Lotless, without a share,
Loveday, day for. settling disputes,
Loving, praising,
Lunes, leashes, strings,
Lusk, lubber,
Lusts, inclinations,
Maims, wounds,
Makeless, matchless,
Makers, authors, poets,
Mas,ease, discomfort,
Mal engine, evil design,
Mal-fortune, ill-luck, mishap,
Marches, borders,
Mass-penny, offering at mass for the dead,
Matche old, machicolated, with holes for defence,
Maugre, sb., despite,
Measle, disease,
Medled, mingled,
Medley, melee, general encounter,
Meiny, retinue,
Mickle, much,
Minever, ermine,
Mischieved, hurt,
Mischievous, painful,
Miscorr fort, discomfort,
Miscreature, unbeliever,
Missay, revile,; missaid,
Mo, more,
More and less, rich and poor,
Motes, notes on a horn,
Mount~ lance, amount of, extent,
Much, great,
Naked, unarmed,
Namely, especially,
Ne, nor,
Near-hand, nearly,; near,
Needly, needs, on your own compulsion,
Nesh, soft, tender,
Nigh-hand, nearly,
Nill, will not,
Nilt, will not,
Nis, ne is, is not,
Nist, ne wist, knew not,
Noblesse, nobleness,
Nobley, nobility, splendour,
Noised, reported,
Nold, would not,
Noseling, on his nose,
Not for then, nevertheless,
Notoyrly, notoriously,
Noyous, hurtful,
Obeissance, obedience,
Or, before,
Orgule, haughtiness,
Orgulist, haughtiest,
Orgulite, pride, arrogance,
Orgulous, proud,
Other, or,
Ouches, jewels,
Ought, owned,
Outcept, except,
Outher, or,
Out-taken, except,
Over-evening, last night,
Overget, overtake,
Overhylled, covered,
Over-led, domineered over,
Overlong, the length of,
Overslip, pass,
Overthwart, adj., cross,
Overthwart, sb., mischance,
Overthwart and endlong, by the breadth and length,
Painture, painting,
Paitrelles, breastplate of a horse,
Paltocks, short coats,
Parage, descent,
Pareil, like,
Passing, surpassingly,
Paynim, pagan,
Pensel, pennon,
Perclos, partition,
Perdy, par Dieu,
Perigot, falcon,
Perish, destroy,
Peron, tombstone,
Pight, pitched,
Pike, steal away,
Piked, stole,
Pillers, plunderers,
Pilling, plundering,
Pleasaunce, pleasure,
Plenour, complete,
Plump, sb., cluster,
Pointling, aiming,
Pont, bridge,
Port, gate,
Posseded, possessed,
Potestate, governor,
Precessours, predecessors,
Press, throng,
Pretendeth, belongs to,
Pricker, hard rider,
Pricking, spurring,
Prime, A.M.,
Prise, capture,
Puissance, power,
Purfle, trimming,
Purfled, embroidered,
Purvey, provide,
Quarrels, arrowheads,
Questing, barking,
Quick, alive,
Quit, repaid,; acquitted, behaved,
Raced (rased), tore,
Rack (of bulls), herd,
Raines, a town in Brittany famous for its cloth,
Ramping, raging,
Range, rank, station,
Ransacked, searched,
Rashed, fell headlong,
Rashing, rushing,
Rasing, rushing,
Rasure,
Raundon, impetuosity,
Rear, raise,
Rechate, note of recall,
Recomforted, comforted, cheered,
Recounter, rencontre, encounter,
Recover, rescue,
Rede, advise, ; sb., counsel,
Redounded, glanced back,
Religion, religious order,
Reneye, deny,
Report, refer,
Resemblaunt; semblance,
Retrayed, drew back,
Rightwise, rightly,
Rivage, shore,
Romed, roared,
Roted, practised,
Rove, cleft,
Rownsepyk, a branch,
Sacring, consecrating,
Sad, serious,
Sadly, heartily, earnestly,
Salle, room,
Samite, silk stuff with gold or silver
threads,
Sangreal, Holy Grail,
Sarps, girdles,
Saw, proverb,
Scathes, harms, hurts,
icripture, writing,
Search, probe wounds,
Selar, canopy,
Semblable, like,
Semblant, semblance,
Sendal, fine cloth,
Sennight, week,
Servage, slavery,
Sewer, officer who set on dishes and tasted them,
Shaft-mon, handbreadth,
Shaw, thicket,
Sheef, thrust,
Sheer-Thursday, Thursday in Holy Week,
Shend, harm,
Shenship, disgrace,
Shent, undone, blamed,
Shour, attack,
Shrew, rascal,
Shrewd, knavish,
Sib, akin to,
Sideling, sideways,
Siege, seat,
Signified, likened,
Siker, sure,
Sikerness, assurance,
Sith, since,
Sithen, afterwards, since,
Skift, changed,
Slade, valley,
Slake, glen,
Soil (to go to), hunting term for taking the water,
Sonds, messages,
Sort, company,
Sperd, bolted,
Spere, ask, inquire,
Spered, asked,
Sperhawk, sparrowhawk,
Sprent, sprinkled,
Stale, station,
Stark, thoroughly,
Stead, place,
Stert, started, rose quickly,
Steven, appointment,; steven ser. appointment made,
Steven, voice,
Stigh, path,
Stilly, silently,
Stint, fixed revenue,
Stonied, astonished,; became confused,
Stour, battle,
Strain, race, descent,
Strait, narrow,
Straked, blew a horn,
Sue, pursue,
Sued, pursued,
Surcingles, saddle girths,
Swang, swung,
Sweven, dream,
Swough, sound of wind,
Talent, desire,
Tallages, taxes,
Tallies, taxes,
Tamed, crushed,
Tatches, qualities,
Tene, sorrow,
Term, period of time,
Thilk, that same,
Tho, then,
Thrang, pushed,
Thrulled, pushed,
Till, to,
To-brast, burst,
To-fore, before,
To-morn, to-morrow,
Took, gave,
To-rove, broke up,
To-shivered, broken to pieces,
Traced, advanced and retreated,
Trains, devices, wiles,
Trasing, pressing forward,
Travers (met at), came across,
Traverse, slantwise,
Traversed, moved sideways,
Tray, grief,
Treatise, treaty,
Tree, timber,
Trenchant, cutting, sharp,
Tres:, hunting term,
Truage, tribute,
Trussed, packed,
Ubblie, wafer, Host,
Umbecast, cast about,
Umberere, the part of the helmet which shaded the eyes,
Umbre, shade,
Unavised, thoughtlessly,
Uncouth, strange,
Underne, - A.M.,
Ungoodly, rudely,
Unhappy, unlucky,
Unhilled, uncovered,
Unr the, scarcely,
Unsicker, unstable,
Unwimpled, uncovered,
Unwrast, untwisted, unbound,
Upright, flat on the back,
Up-so-down, upside down,
Ure, usage,
Utas, octave of a festival,
Utterance, uttermost,
Varlet, servant,
Venery, hunting,
Ven ails, breathing holes,
Villain, man of low birth,
Visors, the perforated parts of helmets,
Voided, slipped away from,
Wagging, shaking,
Waited, watched,
Waits, watches,
Wallop, gallop,
Wanhope, despair,
Wap, ripple,
Ware, aware,
Warison, reward,
Warn, forbid, refuse,
Weeds, garments,
Weltered, rolled about,
Wend, thought,
Wer-wolf, a man turned into a wolf by magic,
Where, whereas,
Wide-where, over wide space,
Wield, possess, have power over,
Wield himself, come to himself,
Wight, brave, strong,
Wightly, swiftly,
Wildsome, desolate,
Wimpled, with the head covered,
Win, make way,
Wite, v., blame,
Within-forth, on the inside,
Without-forth, on the outside,
Wittiest, cleverest,
Wittily, cleverly,
Witting, knowledge,
Wold or nold, would or would not,
Wonder, adj., wondrous,
Wonder, adv., wondrously,
Wonderly, wonderfully,
Wood, mad,
Woodness, madness,
Wood shaw, thicket of the wood,
Worship, honour,
Worshipped, cause to be honoured,
Worts, roots,
Wot, know,
Wrack, destruction,
Wroken, wreaked,
Wrothe, twisted,
Yede, ran,
Yelden, yielded,
Yerde, stick, stem,
Yode, went,
Yolden, yielded,
Y-wis, certainly,
Abashed, humbled, lowered,
Reduce, depress, calm,
Bought, paid for,
Roused, started,
Counted, numbered,
Agreed, acknowledged,
Agreement, accord,
Repay, acquit,
Actually, actively,
Afraid, fearful,
Vision, foresight,
Afraid, scared,
Afterdeal, disadvantage,
Retract, contradict,
Known, acknowledged,
Alleviation, relief,
Alleviation, assistance,
Allow, permit,
Chests, storage,
Of all, general,
Mounted, totaled,
Anointed, blessed,
In pain,
Immediately, at once,
Weaken, thin,
Fitted up, dressed,
Impeach, accuse,
Challenged, nominated, accused,
Displays, presentations,
Enraged, confused,
Raised, lifted,
Obliterate, erase,
Reared, raised,
Military, martial,
State, condition,
Situated, arranged,
Saddle-bow,
Casually, sideways,
Absolved, cleared,
Infatuated, obsessed,
Summon, call,
Amazed, surprised,
Of, by, at,
After, afterward,
Overcome, surpass,
Chests, cupboards,
At an advantage,
Lowered, reduced,
Boast, brag,
Crouched, settled,
Be advised, take thought,
Vision, foresight,
Quit, leave,
Cleared off, got away,
Vow, declare,
In watch for, awaiting,
Away, awayward,
Sideways, awry,
Bachelors, knights in training
Bath, bain,
Gate-tower, barbican,
Small ship, barget,
Division of an army, battle,
Dirty, bawdy,
Trumpets, beams,
Enclosed, be-closed,
Happened, come to be,
Splashed, bedashed,
Promises, behests,
Promised, behight,
Obliged to, beholden to,
Promised, behote,
Deprived, taken away,
Gold coins, besants,
Beseech, beseek,
Appointed, arranged,
Shove off, beskift,
Beset, surrounded,
Entrusted, betaken,
Recommended, betaught,
Happened, betid,
Entrusted, betook,
Quivered, bevered,
Deck, board,
Boasting, bobaunce,
Bush, boishe,
Rough, boistous,
Trunk of a tree, bole,
Remedy, boot,
Redeem, borrow out,
Pledges, borrows,
Remedy, bote,
Ready, bound,
Jested, bourded,
Jester, bourder,
Embraced, braced,
Little hound, brachet,
Quick movement, braide,
Burst, brast,
Breathing holes, breaths,
Shorten, brief,
Fierce, brim,
Broke, brised,
Pierced, broached,
Spits, broaches,
Hand-guard of a spear, bur,
Bubble, burble,
Bubbling, burbling,
Buds, burgenetts,
Ambush, bushment,
Immediately, by and by,
Expended, bywaryed,
Collar bone, canel bone,
Inveterate, cankered,
Slice, cantel,
Sorrowful, careful,
Loaves baked at the same time, cast (of bread),
Propose, cast,
Schedule, cedle,
Embalm, cere;
Certainly, certes,
Heat, chafe; decomposed, chafed,
Platform, chaflet,
Open country, champaign,
Cart, chariot (Fr charette),
Countenance, cheer,
Dearness, chierte,
Anointing oil, chrism,
Talk confusedly, clatter,
Clutched, cleight,
Called, cleped,
Embracing, clipping,
Small boat, cog,
Badge, cognisance,
Head-piece, coif,
Strengthen, comfort,
Common, cominal,
Complete, complished,
Know, be able, con; be grateful, con thanlt,
Preserve, conserve,
Abiding in, conversant,
Agreement, cording,
Circlet, coronal,
Side, cost,
Kept up with, costed,
Lay, couched,
Encourage, courage,
Courtyard, courtelage,
Sheltered, covert,
Covetousness, covetise,
Deceit, covin,
Oil, cream,
Faith, credence,
Crupper, croup,
Most courteous, curteist,
Foolish, daffish,
Under obligation to, danger (in),
Revived, dawed; dawned, intr.,
Mortal, deadly,
Part, deal,
Quarrel, debate,
Courteous, debonair,
Deceitful, deceivable,
Faded, defaded,
Fault, default,
Forbid, defend; forbidden, defended,
Trodden down, defoiled,
Rank, degree (win the),
Determined, delibered,
Adroitly, deliverly,
Divided, departed,
Departure, departition,
Harm, dere,
Describe, descrive,
Stripped, despoiled,
Cut to pieces, detrenched,
Looked carefully at, devised,
Duty, devoir,
Doffed, did off,
Prepared, dight,
Trembled, dindled,
Misfortune, disadventure,
Reveal, discover,
Disinherited, disherited,
Scattered, disparpled,
Expenses, dispenses,
Scattered, disperplyd,
Stripped, dispoiled,
Sullied, dishonoured, distained,
Shame, disworship,
Gift of alms, dole,
Sorrow, dole,
Dominates, domineth,
Gift, don,
Foolish, doted,
Redoubtable, doubted,
Privities, draughts; secret interviews, recesses,
Drowned, drenched,
Make ready, dress,
Raised, dressed up,
Troubled in sleep, dretched,
Being troubled in sleep, dretching,
War vessels, dromounds,
Endure, dure; during, dured,
Bondage, duresse,
Dwindled, dwined,
Entertained, eased,
After, eft,
Passages, eftures,
Ranged for battle, embattled,
Concealed in the woods, embushed,
Uncle, eme,
Poison, empoison,
Undertook, emprised,
Enbraid,
Heat, enchafe; heated, enchafed,
Achieve, enchieve,
Alongside of, endlong,
Painted, enewed,
Constrain, enforce,
Device, engine,
Enough, enow,
Enterprise, enquest,
Assured, ensured,
Intermeddle, entermete,
Wandering, errant,
Ranks, estates,
At an equality, even hand,
Along, evenlong,
Each, everych,
Vagabond, faiter,
Ado, commotion, fare,
Treated, faren,
Lack, faute; lacked, fauted,
Oath of fidelity, fealty,
Frighten, fear,
Trace, feute,
Set in rest, feuter,
Set in socket, feutred,
Affiance, fiaunce,
Flung, flang; rushed,
Prostrate, flatling,
Float, fleet,
Put to flight, flemed,
Fluttered, flittered,
Defeated, foiled,
Thrust, foined,
Thrusting, foining,
Thrusts, foins,
Hastily, foot-hot,
Spent with bleeding, for-bled,
No concern, force (no),
Advantage, for-deal,
Destroy, fordo; fordid,
Preconcerted plot, forecast,
Worsted, for-fared,
Forbid, forfend,
Weary with fighting, forfoughten,
Hewn to pieces, forhewn,
Tired with jousting, forjousted,
Repents, forthinketh,
Happened, fortuned,
Vanguard, forward,
Sorely wounded, forwowmded,
Noble, free,
Freshed,
Away from, froward,
Wedge or spike of iron, gad,
Readiest, gainest,
Cause, gar,
Compelled, gart,
Like a gentleman, gentily,
A fine hawk, gerfalcon,
Closely allied, germane,
Deed, story, gest,
Halberd, gisarm; battle-axe,
Sword, glaive,
Barking, glasting,
Barking, yelping, glatisant,
Lumps, gobbets,
Made ready, graithed,
Degree, superiority, gree,
Pleased, content, greed,
Steps, grescs,
Ugly, grimly,
On his face, grovelling,
Without reward, guerdonless,
Fashion, guise,
Hauberk with leggings attached, habergeon,
A hair-shirt, hair,
A sailor’s cry, hale and how,
Helped, halp,
Embraced, halsed,
Embracing, halsing,
Betrothed, handfast,
Earnest-money, handsel,
Testicles, hangers,
Messengers sent to prepare lodgings, harbingers,
Armour, harness,
Fat deer, hart of greese,
Coat of mail, hauberk,
High, noble, haut,
Haughty, hauteyn,
Sad, heavy,
Command, hete,
Skin, hide,
Hurried, hied,
Aloud, high (on),
The uppermost, higher hand,
Called, hight,
Covered, hilled,
Held, holden,
Helped, holp,
Woods, holts,
Back part of kneejoint, hough-bone,
To be given the Eucharist, houselled,
Hovered, hoved,
Dashed, hurled, staggered; hurling,
Dash, hurtle,
Forthwith, incontinent,
Dark blue, ind,
Join in fellowship, infellowship,
Alike, in like,
Interpose, intermit,
Jester, japer,
Jests, japes,
A short cuirass, jesseraunt,
Care, keep, sb.,
Care, reck, keep, s.,
Champions, kemps,
Nature, kind,
Natural, kindly,
Marshals, knights parters,
Acknowledge, know,
Acknowledgment, confession, knowledging,
Conceal, lain,
Sauntering, langering,
Took in her lap, lapped,
Generous, large,
Liberality, largeness,
Brass, laton, latten,
Waste plain, laund,
Conceal, layne,
Leper-house, lazar-cot,
Teach, learn,
Cheeks, lears,
Leafy, leaved,
Fornicator, lecher,
Physician, leech,
Lover, leman,
Caused to, let,
Hinder, let,
Most ignorant, lewdest,
Lascivious, licours lecherous,
Dear, lief,
More gladly, liever,
Believe, lieve,
Limb from limb, limb-meal,
Desire, pleasure, list,
Joint, lithe,
Belonging to, longing unto,
Because of, long on (upon),
Praise, loos,
Without a share, lotless,
Day for settling disputes, loveday,
Praising, loving,
Leashes, lunes,
Lubber, lusk,
Inclinations, lusts,
Wounds, maims,
Matchless, makeless,
Authors, poets, makers,
Ease, mas; discomfort,
Evil design, mal engine,
Ill-luck, mal-fortune, mishap,
Borders, marches,
Offering at mass for the dead, mass-penny,
Machinated, machicolated, with holes for defence, matche old,
Despite, maugre, sb.,
Disease, measle,
Mingled, medled,
Melee, general encounter, medley,
Retinue, meiny,
Much, mickle,
Ermine, minever,
Hurt, mischiefed,
Painful, mischievous,
Discomfort, miscorr fort,
Unbeliever, miscreature,
Revile, missay; missaid,
More, mo,
Rich and poor, more and less,
Notes on a horn, motes,
Amount of, extent, mount~ lance,
Great, much,
Unarmed, naked,
Especially, namely,
Nor, ne,
Nearly, near-hand; near,
Needs, needly, on your own compulsion,
Soft, tender, nesh,
Nearly, nigh-hand,
Will not, nill,
Will not, nilt,
Is not, nis, ne is,
Knew not, nist, ne wist,
Nobleness, noblesse,
Nobility, splendour, nobley,
Reported, noised,
Would not, nold,
On his nose, noseling,
Nevertheless, not for then,
Notoriously, notoyrly,
Hurtful, noyous,
Obedience, obeissance,
Before, or,
Haughtiness, orgule,
Haughtiest, orgulist,
Pride, arrogance, orgulite,
Proud, orgulous,
Or, other,
Jewels, ouches,
Owned, ought,
Except, outcept,
Or, outher,
Except, out-taken,
Last night, over-evening,
Overtake, overget,
Covered, overhylled,
Dominated over, over-led,
The length of, overlong,
Pass, overslip,
Cross, overthwart,
Mischance, overthwart, sb.,
By the breadth and length, overthwart and endlong,
Painting, painture,
Breastplate of a horse, paitrelles,
Short coats, paltocks,
Descent, parage,
Like, pareil,
Surpassingly, passing,
Pagan, paynim,
Pennon, pensel,
Partition, perclos,
By God, perdy,
Falcon, perigot,
Destroy, perish,
Tombstone, peron,
Pitched, pight,
Steal away, pike,
Stole, piked,
Plunderers, pillers,
Plundering, pilling,
Pleasure, pleasaunce,
Complete, plenour,
Cluster, plump, sb.,
Aiming, pointling,
Bridge, pont,
Gate, port,
Possessed, posseded,
Governor, potestate,
Predecessors, precessours,
Throng, press,
Belongs to, pretendeth,
Hard rider, pricker,
Spurring, pricking,
A.M., prime,
Capture, prise,
Power, puissance,
Trimming, purfle,
Embroidered, purfled,
Provide, purvey,
Arrowheads, quarrels,
Barking, questing,
Alive, quick,
Repaid; acquitted, behaved, quit,
Tore, raced (rased),
Herd, rack (of bulls),
A town in Brittany famous for its cloth, raines,
Raging, ramping,
Rank, range,
Searched, ransacked,
Fell headlong, rashed,
Rushing, rashing,
Rushing, rasing,
Note of recall, rechate,
Comforted, reassured, recomforted,
Encounter, recounter, rencontre,
Rescue, recover,
Advise; counsel, rede;
Glanced back, redounded,
Religious order, religion,
Deny, reneye,
Refer, report,
Semblance, resemblance, resemblaunt;
Drew back, retrayed,
Rightly, rightwise,
Shore, rivage,
Roared, romed,
Practiced, roted,
Cleft, rove,
A branch, rownsepyk,
Consecrating, sacring,
Serious, sad,
Heartily, earnestly, sadly,
Room, salle,
Silk stuff with gold or silver threads, samite,
Holy Grail, sangreal,
Girdles, sarps,
Proverb, saw,
Harms, scathes,
Writing, scripure,
Probe wounds, search,
Canopy, selar,
Like, semblable,
Semblance, semblant,
Fine cloth, sendal,
Week, sennight,
Slavery, servage,
Officer who set on dishes and tasted them, sewer,
Handbreadth, shaft-mon,
Thicket, shaw,
Thrust, sheef,
Thursday in Holy Week, sheer-Thursday,
Harm, shend,
Disgrace, shenship,
Undone, blamed, shent,
Attack, shour,
Rascal, shrew,
Knavish, shrewd,
Akin to, sib,
Sideways, sideling,
Seat, siege,
Likened, signified,
Sure, sicher,
Assurance, sikerness,
Since, sith,
Afterwards, since, sithen,
Changed, skift,
Valley, slade,
Glen, slake,
Hunting term for taking the water, soil (to go to),
Messages, sonds,
Company, sort,
Bolted, sperd,
Ask, inquire, spere,
Asked, spered,
Sparrowhawk, sperhawk,
Sprinkled, sprent,
Station, stale,
Thoroughly, stark,
Place, stead,
Started, stert,
Appointment; steven ser., appointment made, steven,
Voice, steven,
Path, stigh,
Silently, stilly,
Fixed revenue, stint,
Astonished; became confused, stonied,
Battle, stour,
Race, strain,
Narrow, strait,
Blew a horn, straked,
Pursue, sue,
Pursued, sued,
Saddle girths, surcingles,
Swung, swang,
Dream, sweven,
Sound of wind, swough,
Desire, talent,
Taxes, tallages,
Taxes, tallies,
Crushed, tamed,
Qualities, tatches,
Sorrow, tene,
Period of time, term,
That same, thilk,
Then, tho,
Pushed, thrang,
Pushed, thrulled,
To, till,
Burst, to-brast,
Before, to-fore,
Tomorrow, to-morn,
Gave, took,
Broke up, to-rove,
Broken to pieces, to-shivered,
Advanced and retreated, traced,
Devices, wiles, trains,
Pressing forward, trasing,
Came across, travers (met at),
Slantwise, traverse,
Moved sideways, traversed,
Grief, tray,
Treaty, treatise,
Timber, tree,
Cutting, sharp, trenchant,
Hunting term, tres:
Tribute, truage,
Packed, trussed,
Wafer, Host, ubblie,
Cast about, umbecast,
The part of the helmet which shaded the eyes, umberere,
Shade, umbre,
Thoughtlessly, unavised,
Strange, uncouth,
A.M., underne,
Rudely, ungoodly,
Unlucky, unhappy,
Uncovered, unhilled,
Scarcely, unr the,
Unstable, unsicker,
Uncovered, unwimpled,
Untwisted, unbound, unwrast,
Flat on the back, upright,
Upside down, up-so-down,
Usage, ure,
Octave of a festival, utas,
Uttermost, utterance,
Servant, varlet,
Hunting, venery,
Breathing holes, ven ails,
Man of low birth, villain,
The perforated parts of helmets, visors,
Slipped away from, voided,
Shaking, wagging,
Watched, waited,
Watches, waits,
Gallop, wallop,
Despair, wanhope,
Ripple, wap,
Aware, ware,
Reward, warison,
Forbid, warn, refuse,
Garments, weeds,
Rolled about, weltered,
Thought, wend,
A man turned into a wolf by magic, wer-wolf,
Whereas, where,
Over wide space, wide-where,
Possess, have power over, wield,
Come to himself, wield himself,
Brave, strong, wight,
Swiftly, wightly,
Desolate, wildsome,
With the head covered, wimpled,
Make way, win,
Blame, wite, v.,
On the inside, within-forth,
On the outside, without-forth,
Cleverest, wittiest,
Cleverly, wittily,
Knowledge, witting,
Would or would not, wold or nold,
Wondrous, wondrous,
Wondrously, wonder,
Wonderfully, wonderly,
Mad, wood,
Madness, woodness,
Thicket of the wood, wood shaw,
Honour, worship,
Cause to be honoured, worshipped,
Roots, worts,
Know, wot,
Destruction, wrack,
Wreaked, wroken,
Twisted, wrothe,
Ran, yede,
Yielded, yelden,
Stick, stem, yerde,
Went, yode,
Yielded, yolden,
Certainly, y-wis,
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