The Boy's King Arthur: Sir Thomas Malory's History of King Arthur and His Knights of the Round TableMalory, Thomas, Sir
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The Boy's King Arthur: Sir Thomas Malory's History of King Arthur and His Knights of the Round Table
Malory, Thomas, Sir
Arthur, King -- Legends; Arthurian romances -- Adaptations; Folklore -- England; Knights and knighthood -- Folklore
So this lady and the damsel brought him meat and drink, but he eat
little thereof. Then upon a night he put his horse from him, and
then he unlaced his armor, and then Sir Tristram would go into the
wilderness, and burst down the trees and boughs; and otherwhile, when
he found the harp that the lady sent him, then would he harp and play
thereupon and weep together. And sometime when Sir Tristram was in the
wood, that the lady wist not where he was, then would she sit her down
and play upon that harp; then would Sir Tristram come to that harp and
hearken thereto, and sometime he would harp himself. Thus he there
endured a quarter of a year. Then at the last he ran his way, and she
wist not where he was become. And then was he naked, and waxed lean
and poor of flesh, and so he fell into the fellowship of herdmen and
shepherds, and daily they would give him of their meat and drink. And
when he did any shrewd deed they would beat him with rods, and so they
clipped him with shears and made him like a fool.
* * * * *
And upon a day Sir Dagonet, King Arthur's fool, came into Cornwall,
with two squires with him, and as they rode through the forest they
came by a fair well where Sir Tristram was wont to be, and the weather
was hot, and they alighted to drink of that well, and in the meanwhile
their horses brake loose. Right so Sir Tristram came unto them, and
first he soused Sir Dagonet in that well, and after his squires, and
thereat laughed the shepherds, and forthwithal he ran after their
horses, and brought them again one by one, and right so, wet as they
were, he made them leap up and ride their ways. Thus Sir Tristram
endured here an half year naked, and would never come in town nor
village.
And there was a giant in that country that hight Tauleas, and for
fear of Sir Tristram more than seven years he durst not much go out at
large, but for the most part he kept him in a sure castle of his own.
And so this Sir Tauleas heard tell that Sir Tristram was dead by the
noise of the court of King Mark, and then Sir Tauleas went daily at
large. And so it happened upon a day he came to the herdmen wandering
and lingering, and there he set him down to rest among them. The
meanwhile there came a knight of Cornwall that led a lady with him,
and his name was Sir Dinant. And when the giant saw him, he went from
the herdmen and hid him under a tree. And so the knight came to the
well, and there he alighted to rest him. And as soon as he was from his
horse, the giant Sir Tauleas came between the knight and his horse, and
leaped upon him. So forthwith he rode unto Sir Dinant, and took him by
the collar, and drew him before him on his horse, and there would have
stricken off his head. Then the herdmen said unto Sir Tristram, "Help
yonder knight."
"Help ye him," said Sir Tristram.
"We dare not," said the herdmen.
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