And Gawain heard, and saw his sorrow, and he spake out right wonderingly, 'Alas, Sir Knight, who art thou, who speakest thus well of me? If I might such words have hearkened the while I had strength and power, Then my honour had ne'er been forfeit, for the victory is thine this hour! And fain would I know how men call him with whom I shall find my fame, 165 Since hereafter I needs must seek it, so tell me, I pray, thy name-- For ever was I the victor when I fought with one man alone.' 'Yea, gladly my _name_ I'll tell thee who aforetime my _face_ hast known, And true service I fain would do thee wherever such chance befall, For thy kinsman am I, and cousin, and men call me _Parzival_!' 170 Then out quoth Gawain, 'So, 'tis fitting, here Folly her goal hath found, And her ways full straight hath she wroughten which aforetime but crooked wound. Here have two hearts, leal and faithful, their hate 'gainst each other shown, And thy hand which hath won the victory hath the twain of us overthrown. And for _both_ of us shalt thou sorrow, for thyself by thyself laid low, 175 And the thought it shall surely grieve thee if thy true heart true faith doth know!' Then, e'en as the words were spoken, no longer the knight Gawain Might stand for very weakness, for the blows they had dulled his brain, And his footsteps they failed and faltered, and prone on the grass he lay-- Then down sprang the squire of King Arthur, and aid did he bring straightway, 180 For he lifted his head, and from off it he loosened the helmet's band, With his head-gear of peacock's feathers the face of Gawain he fanned Till his care new strength had brought him--Now on to the field did ride, From the armies twain, much people, they flocked hither from either side. And each one would seek his station, for here should the fight be fought, 185 And the lists, they were set with tree-trunks, each smooth as a mirror wrought.