'Repanse de Schoie, our lady and queen, did this mantle bear,' 75 Quoth the chamberlain, 'She hath lent it while fit robes they for thee prepare. And I feared not this boon to ask her since it seemeth sure to me That a gallant man and faithful, Sir Knight, thou shalt prove to be!' 'God reward thee who lookest on me with such true and trusting heart, Methinks, an thou seest rightly, Good Fortune shall be my part, 80 Yet I wot well such gifts come only from the power of God on high.' Then gladly they pledged the hero, and in honour and loyalty They who sorrowed with him were joyful; far more had they there, I ween, Than at Pelrapär, when his right hand their shelter from grief had been! Then sadly he thought, as his harness the squires on one side would bear, 85 That in knightly joust and Tourney he here might find little share. Then one to the host would call him, and fast came his words and free, And boldly he spake to the stranger, yea, e'en as in wrath might be. With his life had he nigh paid forfeit to Parzival's youthful pride, For he laid his hand to his sword-hilt--When he found it not by his side 90 Then he clenched his fist so tightly that the clasp rung the blood-drops red From beneath his nails, and crimson to the sleeve of his robe they spread. 'Nay, nay,' quoth the knights, 'be not wrathful, for fain would he make us smile, He hath licence to jest, and with jesting our sadness would he beguile. Show thy courtesy here towards him, nor be wroth for a foolish word, 95 That the Fisher hath come to the castle, naught else shalt thou here have heard. Now do thou to our lord betake thee, here art thou an honoured guest, And the load of thy heavy anger be banished from off thy breast.'