Then came forth the other lady that rode upon the serpent, and she
said: Sir Percivale, I complain me of you that ye have done unto me,
and have not offended unto you. Certes, madam, he said, unto you nor no
lady I never offended. Yes, said she, I shall tell you why. I have
nourished in this place a great while a serpent, which served me a
great while, and yesterday ye slew him as he gat his prey. Say me for
what cause ye slew him, for the lion was not yours. Madam, said Sir
Percivale, I know well the lion was not mine, but I did it for the lion
is of more gentler nature than the serpent, and therefore I slew him;
meseemeth I did not amiss against you. Madam, said he, what would ye
that I did? I would, said she, for the amends of my beast that ye
become my man. And then he answered: That will I not grant you. No,
said she, truly ye were never but my servant sin ye received the homage
of Our Lord Jesu Christ. Therefore, I ensure you in what place I may
find you without keeping I shall take you, as he that sometime was my
man. And so she departed from Sir Percivale and left him sleeping, the
which was sore travailed of his advision. And on the morn he arose and
blessed him, and he was passing feeble.
Then was Sir Percivale ware in the sea, and saw a ship come sailing
toward him; and Sir Percivale went unto the ship and found it covered
within and without with white samite. And at the board stood an old man
clothed in a surplice, in likeness of a priest. Sir, said Sir
Percivale, ye be welcome. God keep you, said the good man. Sir, said
the old man, of whence be ye? Sir, said Sir Percivale, I am of King
Arthur’s court, and a knight of the Table Round, the which am in the
quest of the Sangreal; and here am I in great duresse, and never like
to escape out of this wilderness. Doubt not, said the good man, an ye
be so true a knight as the order of chivalry requireth, and of heart as
ye ought to be, ye should not doubt that none enemy should slay you.
What are ye? said Sir Percivale. Sir, said the old man, I am of a
strange country, and hither I come to comfort you.
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