Then the lad spake, 'I'll bear thy message, yea, e'en as thou biddest me.' And then unto Nantes fair city he gat him right speedily, And many a youth they followed to the court of the palace fair, And 'twas filled with a motley gathering, and they thronged him and pressed him there. 585 Then Iwanet sprang from out them, and this youth from falsehood free He gave him a kindly greeting, and he proffered him company. And the lad he quoth, 'God keep thee, (so my mother she bade me speak Ere yet from home I wended) King Arthur I fain would seek But here see I full many an Arthur! Who of all these shall make me knight?' 590 Then Iwanet laughed loud 'I will show thee, not yet hast thou seen the right!' To the Table Round he led him where sat the heroes all And as best he could for the tumult cried the lad thro' the lofty hall, 'God keep ye all ye heroes! I greet ye both queen and king, For thus did my mother bid me fair greeting to ye to bring. 595 And all who have won by their valour at the Table Round a seat Ye gallant knights and heroes, ye too did she bid me greet! But in one thing my skill doth fail me, who is host here I may not know; To him do I bear a message from a knight who all red doth glow, He waiteth without the portal (methinks he is fain to fight) 600 That he spilt o'er the queen the wine-cup that sorely doth grieve the knight-- Ah! if I his gear so goodly from the king's hand as gift might take, In sooth were I rich in gladness--so knightly and fair its make!' Thus spake the youth gay and careless, and the courtiers they thronged around And hither and thither pressed him till scarce might he stand his ground: 605 And well did they look upon him, for each for himself might see That never in man or maiden might the fruit of love fairer be. And in truth it was no ill working that in Parzival God had wrought, In whom never a sight of terror had wakened of fear a thought.