Parzival: A Knightly Epic (vol. 2 of 2)Wolfram, von Eschenbach
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Parzival: A Knightly Epic (vol. 2 of 2)
Wolfram, von Eschenbach
Perceval (Legendary character) -- Romances
From the tent they take the hangings, and the king spake,
'Say which is he, 265
Of my boys, who henceforward ruler of your folk and your land
shall be?'
And further he spake to the princes, 'Both Waleis and
Norgal's land,
And their towns, Kingrivals and Kanvoleis, by his birthright
shall serve his hand,
With Béalzenan and Anjou, should he grow unto man's estate;
And thither shall ye fare with him, and shall there on his
bidding wait. 270
Gamuret was he called, my father, and he left them to me, his
heir,
But I, by God's grace, have won me an heritage yet more fair!
Since the Grail shall be mine, I bid ye your fealty to swear
anew
To my child, ere this hour be ended, if your hearts shall to
me be true!'
And of right goodwill they did this--Ye saw many proud
banners wave, 275
And two little hands the tenure of many a wide land gave.
And there did they crown Kardeiss king; and, when many a year
had flown,
Kanvoleis, and Gamuret's kingdom they needs must his lordship
own--
And then by Plimizöl's water did they measure a circle wide
That there a feast might be holden ere again on their way
they ride. 280
Nor long at the board they tarried; no longer the host might
stay,
The tents were struck, with their child-king they wended
their homeward way.
And many a maid and vassal must bid to their queen Farewell
In such wise that they made loud mourning, and many a
teardrop fell.
And Lohengrin and his mother did the Templars take in their
care, 285
And with them to the Burg of Monsalväsch again on their
journey fare.
Quoth Parzival, 'Once in this woodland an hermitage did I
see,
And thro' it a rippling brooklet flowed swift on its way so
free;
If ye know where it stands ye shall show me.' His comrades
swift answer gave,
They knew one; 'There dwells a maiden, and she weeps o'er her
true love's grave; 290
A shrine of all goodness is she--Our road it doth lead that
way,
And her heart is ne'er free from sorrow.' 'That maid will we
see to-day,'
Quoth Parzival, and the others, as he willed, so they thought
it good,
And onward they spurred their chargers, and rode thro' the
lonely wood.
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