Mythology, Celtic -- Wales; Tales -- Wales; Welsh literature -- 1100-1400 -- Translations into English
After this discourse, Peredur mounted the horse, and taking a handful of
sharp-pointed forks in his hand, he rode forth. And he journeyed two
days and two nights in the woody wildernesses, and in desert places,
without food and without drink. And then he came to a vast wild wood,
and far within the wood he saw a fair even glade, and in the glade he saw
a tent, and the tent seeming to him to be a church, he repeated his
Paternoster to it. And he went towards it, and the door of the tent was
open. And a golden chair was near the door. And on the chair sat a
lovely auburn-haired maiden, with a golden frontlet on her forehead, and
sparkling stones in the frontlet, and with a large gold ring on her hand.
And Peredur dismounted, and entered the tent. And the maiden was glad at
his coming, and bade him welcome. At the entrance of the tent he saw
food, and two flasks full of wine, and two loaves of fine wheaten flour,
and collops of the flesh of the wild boar. “My mother told me,” said
Peredur, “wheresoever I saw meat and drink, to take it.” “Take the meat
and welcome, chieftain,” said she. So Peredur took half of the meat and
of the liquor himself, and left the rest to the maiden. And when Peredur
had finished eating, he bent upon his knee before the maiden. “My
mother,” said he, “told me, wheresoever I saw a fair jewel, to take it.”
“Do so, my soul,” said she. So Peredur took the ring. And he mounted
his horse, and proceeded on his journey.
After this, behold the knight came to whom the tent belonged; and he was
the Lord of the Glade. And he saw the track of the horse, and he said to
the maiden, “Tell me who has been here since I departed.” “A man,” said
she, “of wonderful demeanour.” And she described to him what Peredur’s
appearance and conduct had been. “Tell me,” said he, “did he offer thee
any wrong?” “No,” answered the maiden, “by my faith, he harmed me not.”
“By my faith, I do not believe thee; and until I can meet with him, and
revenge the insult he has done me, and wreak my vengeance upon him, thou
shalt not remain two nights in the same house.” And the knight arose,
and set forth to seek Peredur.
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