Le Morte Darthur: Sir Thomas Malory's Book of King Arthur and his Noble; Knights of the Round TableMalory, Thomas, Sir
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Le Morte Darthur: Sir Thomas Malory's Book of King Arthur and his Noble; Knights of the Round Table
Malory, Thomas, Sir
Arthurian romances
Right so at the noon came the damsel unto him with his dinner, and
asked him what cheer? Truly, fair damsel, said Sir Launcelot, in my
life days never so ill. Sir, she said, that me repenteth, but and 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 damsel I
will grant you, and sore I am of these queens sorceresses afeard, for
they have destroyed many a good knight. Sir, said she, that is sooth,
and for the renown and bounty 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, and ye would promise me for 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 king Arthur’s court,) and if ye will be there upon
Tuesday next coming and help my father, tomorn ere 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. 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 armed
clean, 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
damsel 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 high way, and so the
night fell on him, and then was he ware in a valley 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 alight down, and tied his horse
to the pavilion, and there he unarmed him, and there he found a bed,
and laid him therein and he fell on sleep heavily.
CHAP. V.
_How a knight found Sir Launcelot lying in his bed, and how Sir
Launcelot fought with the knight._
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