Mythology, Celtic -- Wales; Tales -- Wales; Welsh literature -- 1100-1400 -- Translations into English
Arthur was at Caerlleon upon Usk, his principal palace; and in the centre
of the floor of the hall were four men sitting on a carpet of velvet,
Owain the son of Urien, and Gwalchmai the son of Gwyar, and Howel the son
of Emyr Llydaw, and Peredur of the long lance. And thereupon they saw a
black curly-headed maiden enter, riding upon a yellow mule, with jagged
thongs in her hand to urge it on; and having a rough and hideous aspect.
Blacker were her face and her two hands than the blackest iron covered
with pitch; and her hue was not more frightful than her form. High
cheeks had she, and a face lengthened downwards, and a short nose with
distended nostrils. And one eye was of a piercing mottled grey, and the
other was as black as jet, deep-sunk in her head. And her teeth were
long and yellow, more yellow were they than the flower of the broom. And
her stomach rose from the breast-bone, higher than her chin. And her
back was in the shape of a crook, and her legs were large and bony. And
her figure was very thin and spare, except her feet and her legs, which
were of huge size. And she greeted Arthur and all his household except
Peredur. And to Peredur she spoke harsh and angry words. “Peredur, I
greet thee not, seeing that thou dost not merit it. Blind was fate in
giving thee fame and favour. When thou wast in the Court of the Lame
King, and didst see there the youth bearing the streaming spear, from the
points of which were drops of blood flowing in streams, even to the hand
of the youth, and many other wonders likewise, thou didst not inquire
their meaning nor their cause. Hadst thou done so, the King would have
been restored to health, and his dominions to peace. Whereas from
henceforth, he will have to endure battles and conflicts, and his knights
will perish, and wives will be widowed, and maidens will be left
portionless, and all this is because of thee.” Then said she unto
Arthur, “May it please thee, lord, my dwelling is far hence, in the
stately castle of which thou hast heard, and therein are five hundred and
sixty-six knights of the order of Chivalry, and the lady whom best he
loves with each; and whoever would acquire fame in arms, and encounters,
and conflicts, he will gain it there, if he deserve it. And whoso would
reach the summit of fame and of honour, I know where he may find it.
There is a castle on a lofty mountain, and there is a maiden therein, and
she is detained a prisoner there, and whoever shall set her free will
attain the summit of the fame of the world.” And thereupon she rode
away.
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