Messire Gawain passeth beyond when he had heard the voice and draweth
nigh the entrance of the castle, and seeth that three bridges are
there, right great and right horrible to pass. And three great waters
run below, and him seemeth that the first bridge is a bowshot in length
and in breadth not more than a foot. Strait seemeth the bridge and the
water deep and swift and wide. He knoweth not what he may do, for it
seemeth him that none may pass it, neither afoot nor on horse.
XV.
Thereupon, lo you, a knight that issueth forth of the castle and cometh
as far as the head of the bridge, that was called the Bridge of the
Eel, and shouteth aloud: "Sir Knight, pass quickly before it shall be
already night, for they of the castle are awaiting us."
"Ha," saith Messire Gawain, "Fair sir, but teach me how I may pass
hereby."
"Certes, Sir Knight, no passage know I to this entrance other than
this, and if you desire to come to the castle, pass on without
misgiving."
Messire Gawain hath shame for that he hath stayed so long, and
forthinketh him of this that the Hermit told him, that of no mortal
thing need he be troubled at the entrance of the castle, and
therewithal that he is truly confessed of his sins, wherefore behoveth
him be the less adread of death. He crosseth and blesseth himself and
commendeth himself to God as he that thinketh to die, and so smiteth
his horse with his spurs and findeth the bridge wide and large as soon
as he goeth forward, for by this passing were proven most of the
knights that were fain to enter therein. Much marvelled he that he
found the bridge so wide that had seemed him so narrow. And when he
had passed beyond, the bridge, that was a drawbridge, lifted itself by
engine behind him, for the water below ran too swiftly for other bridge
to be made. The knight draweth himself back beyond the great bridge
and Messire Gawain cometh nigh to pass it, and this seemed him as long
as the other. And he seeth the water below, that was not less swift
nor less deep, and, so far as he could judge, the bridge was of ice,
feeble and thin, and of a great height above the water, and he looked
at it with much marvelling, yet natheless not for that would he any the
more hold back from passing on toward the entrance. He goeth forward
and commendeth himself to God, and cometh in the midst thereof and
seeth that the bridge was the fairest and richest and strongest he had
ever beheld, and the abutments thereof were all full of images. When
he was beyond the bridge, it lifted itself up behind him as the other
had done, and he looketh before him and seeth not the knight, and is
come to the third bridge and nought was he adread for anything he might
see. And it was not less rich than the other, and had columns of
marble all round about, and upon each a knop so rich that it seemed to
be of gold. After that, he beholdeth the gate over against him, and
seeth Our Lord there figured even as He was set upon the rood, and His
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