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
Then the knight greeted well the merchant as he looked on the
wondrous store 175
Of marvels that lay before him, but he stayed not to turn it
o'er,
But bade him show clasp and girdle; then he quoth to the hero
bold,
'For many a year have I sat here, yet no man doth my wares
behold;
None but ladies have looked upon them! yet if manhood shall
nerve thine hand
Of all here shalt thou be the master; they were brought from
a distant land, 180
If here thou shalt be the victor, (for in sooth hast thou
come for fight,)
And the venture shall well betide thee, I will deal with thee
well, Sir Knight!
For all that my booth containeth is thine if thou win the
day!
So trust thou in God and His mercy, and take to the Burg thy
way.
Plippalinòt in sooth hath sent thee, and thy coming well
praised shall be 185
Of many a gracious maiden if thy prowess shall set her free!'
'Now wouldst thou withstand this venture leave here for
awhile thy steed,
If thou trust it unto my keeping, I will give to the charge
good heed.'
Quoth Gawain, 'Yea, I'll gladly do so, if unseemly be not the
task,
Too greatly I fear thy riches such grace from thine hand to
ask, 190
For ne'er since I rode upon it such keeper my steed hath
known'--
Out quoth the merchant freely, 'Sir Knight, all shall be
thine own,
Myself, and the wares I guard here, (nor further of them I'll
speak,)
They are his, who in safety faceth the danger thou here dost
seek!'
And so bold was I ween the hero that on foot did he go
straightway, 195
Undaunted, to face the peril untold that before him lay.
And, as I before have told ye, the Burg it stood high and
wide,
And its bulwarks so stoutly builded did guard it on either
side.
If for thirty years they stormed it, not a berry or leaf
would yield,
However the foe might threaten; in the midst was a grassy
field, 200
(Yet the Lechfeld I ween is longer,) many turrets they
towered on high,
And the story it tells that Gawain, as the palace he did
espy,
Saw the roof shine all many-coloured, as peacock's plumes its
glow,
And so bright it was that its glory was dimmed nor by rain
nor snow.
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