Parzival: A Knightly Epic (vol. 1 of 2)Wolfram, von Eschenbach
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Parzival: A Knightly Epic (vol. 1 of 2)
Wolfram, von Eschenbach
Perceval (Legendary character) -- Romances
So near was King Arthur's army, that right well might
Parzival
Be seen of all men, and the wonders, and the conflict that
then befell.
The victor by Love was vanquished, by Love that in days of
old
Did the king of all kings the wisest, King Solomon, captive
hold! 170
Short space, then, ere back to the army once more Knight
Segramor came,
An with praise or with blame they should greet him, he
counted it still the same.
And sharp words he flung among them, with mocking tongue and
bold,
Tho' vanquished, yet not dishonoured, must they ever the hero
hold!
And he quoth, 'Have ye never heard this, that strife bringeth
loss as gain? 175
And never a joust, I wot me, but the victor doth one remain,
While one aye shall be the vanquished: The best ship in storm
may sink,
And I wot that ye ne'er have heard me to speak, for I ne'er
did think,
An he knew of my shield the blazon, he had faced me not as a
foe!
Much evil, in sooth, hath he wrought me, and yet doth he wait
below 180
All those who would ride against him, for he seemeth for
conflict fain,
An a knight should in joust o'erthrow him, such chance might
he count for gain.'
Then straightway unto King Arthur Sir Kay did the tidings
bring,
How his knight, Segramor, had fallen, and his victor, without
their ring,
A young knight, for jousting ready, yet waited with ill
intent-- 185
'Nay, I think an this stranger warrior of so many unpunished
went,
A burden both sore and shameful on our honour such lack would
lay;
Now, my king, an thou hold me worthy, do thou grant me this
grace, I pray,
I would ride hence to ask his meaning, who thus in the
presence fair
Of our Queen Guinevere and her maidens his lance-point aloft
doth bear; 190
But if thou shouldst this boon refuse me, then know, not
another hour
I abide here as this thy servant; for I hold that the
knightly power
And the fair fame of thy Round Table are stainèd if we delay
To arm ourselves 'gainst the stranger who dareth our strength
to-day!
Now, I prithee, give leave to fight him--For tho' blind and
deaf were we, 195
Yet 'tis time that we should defend us'--'As thou willest, so
let it be!'
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