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
Then she spake, 'That will I, right gladly, thy shelter and
shield I'll be,
Thine heart, and thine heart's best comfort, since from grief
thou hast set me free. 530
Thy friend will I be and comrade, and whatever chance betide,
A roof 'gainst misfortune's stormcloud, safe dwelling wherein
to hide.
True peace this my love shall give thee, Good Fortune to thee
I'll bring;
That-thy strength may by naught be vanquished, I'll guard
thee 'gainst host and king.
Host am I alike and hostess--To combat I'll ride with thee, 535
An thou keepest my words in remembrance strength and bliss
shall thy portion be.'
Then out quoth the gallant Gawain, 'Yea, maiden, the twain
I'll share,
Since my life I vow to thy service, thy love and thy comfort
fair.'
And the hand of the little maiden the while in his strong
clasp lay--
Then she quoth, 'To fulfil mine office I must hence to the
Burg away, 540
Wouldst thou fare forth without my aiding, and without my
token fight?
Nay, for that all too dear I hold thee--My part will I play
aright,
And my token I will prepare thee, and if thou my pledge shalt
bear
Then I wot well that o'er all others thy glory shall blossom
fair.'
Then they went forth, the little maidens, and Gawain, the
stranger guest, 545
They thanked with sweet words and kindly, and thus he his
speech addrest,
'When older ye twain shall be waxen, were they spears, every
woodland bough,
And the forest bare naught but spear-shafts, then too poor
were the crop, I trow!
If your childhood shall thus be powerful, what then of your
maidenhood?
For your favour brave knights shall shatter both strong
shield and spear-shaft good!' 550
Then forth sped the little maidens, and their hearts they
were glad and gay;
And she spake, the Burg-grave's daughter, 'Lady, I prithee
say
What wilt give to thy knight for a token, since naught but
our dolls have we?
An mine were but somewhat fairer I would give it right
willingly
Nor be wroth with thee for the taking, we should strive not
o'er that I ween!' 555
Then Lippaut the prince o'ertook them half-way on the
hillside green,
And he saw Obilot and Clauditté, as up towards the Burg they
sped,
And he bade them stand still, and await him, and his daughter
towards him fled.
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