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.
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.
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