When Perceval was whole, he departed from the castle of the Queen of
the Golden Circlet, all of whose land was at his commandment. The Queen
told him that she would keep the Golden Circlet until he should will
otherwise, and in such sort he left it there, for he would not carry it
with him, sith that he knew not whitherward he might turn. The history
telleth us that he rode on until one day he came to the Castle of
Copper. Within the castle were a number of folk that worshipped the
bull of copper and believed not in any other God. The bull of copper
was in the midst of the castle upon four columns of copper, and
bellowed so loud at all hours of the day that it was heard for a league
all round about, and there was an evil spirit within that gave answers
concerning whatsoever any should ask of it.
X.
At the entrance to the gateway of the castle were two men made of
copper by art of nicromancy, and they held two great mallets of iron,
and they busied themselves striking the one after the other, and so
strongly they struck that nought mortal is there in the world that
might pass through amongst their blows but should be all to-crushed
thereby. And on the other side was the castle so fast enclosed about
that nought might enter thereinto.
XI.
Perceval beholdeth the fortress of the castle, and the entrance that
was so perilous, whereof he marvelleth much. He passeth a bridge that
was within the entry, and cometh nigh them that guard the gate. A
Voice began to cry aloud above the gate that he might go forward
safely, and that he need have no care for the men of copper that
guarded the gate nor be affrighted of their blows, for no power had
they to harm such a knight as was he. He comforteth himself much of
that the Voice saith to him. He cometh anigh the serjeants of copper,
and they cease to strike at once, and hold their iron mallets quite
still. And he entereth into the castle, where he findeth within great
plenty of folk that all were misbelievers and of feeble belief. He
seeth the bull of copper in the midst of the castle right big and
horrible, that was surrounded on all sides by folk that all did worship
thereunto together round about.
XII.
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