Then Parzival quoth to his brother, 'If it be so, then follow me To where many a gracious maiden, and fair pleasures, ye well may see, And many a courteous hero who shall be to us both akin-- Near by with a goodly army lieth Arthur, the Breton king, 330 'Twas only at dawn I left them, a great host and fair are they, And many a lovely lady shall gladden our eyes to-day.' When he heard that he spake of women, since he fain for their love would live, He quoth, 'Thou shalt lead me thither, but first thou shalt answer give To the question I here would ask thee--Of a truth shall we kinsmen see 335 When we come to the court of King Arthur? For ever 'twas told to me That his name it is rich in honour, and he liveth as valiant knight'-- Quoth Parzival, 'We shall see there full many a lady bright, Nor fruitless shall be our journey, our own folk shall we find there, The men of whose race we have sprung, men whose head shall a king's crown bear.' 340 Nor longer the twain would sit there, and straightway did Parzival Seek again the sword of his brother that afar in the woodland fell, And again the hero sheathed it, and all hatred they put away, And e'en as true friends and brothers together they rode that day. Yet ere they might come to King Arthur men had heard of the twain a tale-- 345 On the self-same day it befell so that the host, they must sore bewail The loss of a gallant hero, since Parzival rode away-- Then Arthur, he took good counsel, and he spake, 'Unto the eighth day Would they wait for Parzival's coming, nor forth from the field would fare'-- And hither came Gramoflanz' army, and they many a ring prepare, 350 And with costly tents do they deck them, and the proud knights are lodged full well, Nor might brides e'er win greater honour than here to this four befell. Then from Château Merveil rode thither a squire in the self-same hour, And he said, in their column mirrored, had they seen in their fair watch-tower A mighty fight, and a fearful--'And where'er men with swords have fought, 355 I wot well, beside this combat their strife shall be held as naught.' And the tale did they tell to Gawain, as he sat by King Arthur's side, And this knight, and that, spake wondering to whom might such strife betide? Quoth Arthur the king, 'Now I wager that I know of the twain _one_ knight, 'Twas my nephew of Kanvoleis fought there, who left us ere