Then Lähelein 'gain wax wrathful, 'Shall our honour be reft away? 'Tis the fault of him of the Anchor! Now one of us twain to-day Shall lay in short space the other on a couch that he liketh ill, 335 For here are they well-nigh victors!' Then they cleared them a space at will, And no child's play it was that combat--In such wise with their hands they wrought That a woodland was well-nigh wasted; and alike from their squires they sought 'New spears! New spears! Bring them hither!' Yet Lähelein he must know Sorrow and shame, for his foeman thrust him down from his horse alow, 340 And he smote him the length of the spear-iron in a shaft of reed made fast, And one read of itself his surety, for the knight to the earth was cast. (Yet better I like to read them, sweet pears on the ground that lie As thick as the knights lay round him! for his was the victory!) And the cry arose from many who had fallen in joust before, 345 'Fly! Fly! For the Anchor cometh!' Then a knight towards him bore, (A prince of the Angevin country) and grief was his comrade true, For he bare a shield inverted, and sorrow it taught anew To the King, for the badge he knew it--Ah! why did he turn aside? If ye will, I the truth will tell ye, 'twas given in royal pride 350 By Galoes the son of Gandein, Gamuret's brother true, Ere Love this guerdon gave him that the hero in joust she slew. Then he loosed from his head the helmet: nor thro' grass, nor thro' dust and sand Did he make him a way to the conflict, but he yielded to grief's command; And his thoughts within him battled, that he sought not ere this to hear 355 From Kailet, his friend and kinsman, how it fared with his brother dear That he came not here to the Tourney--Alas! tho' he knew it not, He had fallen before Monthorie--Sore sorrow was there his lot, For to anguish did love constrain him, the love of a noble queen; For his loss had she grieved so sorely that death had her portion been. 360