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
But now hast thou done my bidding, and it falleth unto us
twain;
And 'twas sworn in the ears of many, for thereby I hoped to
lure 535
My foe (yet in this I failèd) for the strife he might ne'er
endure.'
'Now courtly and wise is Klingsor; for his honour it pleased
him well
That many a deed of knighthood, at my will, in his land
befell,
By the hand of my valiant servants, with many a thrust and
blow.
All the week, every day as it passes, and the weeks into
years do grow, 540
My troops in their changing order beset him by night and day,
For at great cost my snares so cunning for Gramoflanz did I
lay.
And many have striven with him, yet must him as victor own;
Yet I still for his life am thirsting, and at last shall he
be o'erthrown.
And some were too rich for my payment, and but for my love
would serve, 545
Then I bid them for _that_ do me service, but reward did they
ne'er deserve.'
'And never a man beheld me but his service I swiftly won,
Save _one_, and he bare red armour; to my folk he much ill
had done,
For hither he rode from Logrois, and he there did my knights
o'erthrow
In such wise that they fell before him, and it pleased me but
ill I trow. 550
And, between Logrois and thy meadow, five knights they
followed fair,
And he cast them to earth, and their chargers the boatman
from thence must bear.
Then as he my knights had vanquished, I myself did the hero
pray
For my love and my land to serve me, but naught would that
red knight say,
Save he had a wife who was fairer, and should aye to his
heart be dear. 555
Then wroth was I at his answer, and the name of his wife
would hear:
"Wouldst thou know the name of my chosen?--She reigneth at
Pelrapär,
And _Parzival_ all men call me, and naught for thy love I
care,
Other sorrow the Grail doth give me!" Then in anger he rode
away;
Now, I prithee, here give me counsel, if evil I did that day, 560
When I, by heart-sorrow driven, proffered love to that
gallant knight?
Should I count my fair fame dishonoured?' Quoth Gawain to
that lady bright,
'A gallant knight is he, truly, who thus thy desire hath
crossed,
Had he to thy bidding hearkened no fame thou thro' him hadst
lost!'
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