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 he spake, 'I must mourn, O cousin, thy grief, and my
bitter wrong,
Of a truth till I may avenge them the time seemeth
over-long!'
Then straight would he ride to battle, but the way did she
falsely show,
For she feared were he slain then henceforward yet sorer
should wax her woe. 490
But a road he found that led him straightway to the Breton's
land,
And smooth and wide was that highway--An there met him on
either hand
Afoot or ahorse a merchant or knight, he would greet them
still,
For so was his mother's counsel; and she spake with no
thought of ill.
But great weariness o'ertook him, as darkened the eventide, 495
And a house that was none too stately the youth in his folly
spied.
'Twas a churl he who sat within it, discourteous by birth and
low,
(A fisherman he, little kindness might one at his hand e'er
know)
Then the lad drew rein for he hungered, and craved of him
drink and meat.
But the host quoth, 'Nay, not a half-loaf shalt thou have at
mine hand to eat 500
In thirty years; he who waiteth, in the gifts of mine hand to
share,
O'er-long shall delay his journey--For none but myself I
care,
Thereafter perchance for my children--Thou comest not here
to-day,
Hadst thou money or pledge 'twere other, then thine host
would I be straightway!' 505
Then Jeschuté's clasp all golden the lad he would bid him
take,
And soon as the peasant saw it, with smiling mouth he spake,
'Wilt thou stay here, sweet lad? then due honour be thy
portion from all within--'
'Wilt thou feed me to-night and to-morrow wilt help me the
way to win
To King Arthur (for well I love him) then thyself mayst keep
the gold!' 510
'Yea, that will I do,' quoth the peasant, 'for ne'er might
mine eyes behold
A face and form so comely--I will thee, as a marvel, bring
To the court, and the good Round Table, and the face of the
noble king!'
So the lad thro' the night abode there, and ere ever the dawn
of day
He roused himself full eager to get on his onward way, 515
And the fisher, he made him ready, and before the lad he ran,
And the boy he rode behind him, and swift were both steed and
man.
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