The Seven Champions of ChristendomKingston, William Henry Giles
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The Seven Champions of Christendom
Kingston, William Henry Giles
Christian saints
The Prince and his attendant reached the chamber of the Enchantress.
Her snoring had ceased. She had begun to rub her eyes and move
uneasily, with many a grunt and snort. She was about to awake. Who
could have told what mischief one glance of her evil eye would have
effected. "Strike! strike!" said the Fairy. The Prince struck the bed.
Instantly loud shrieks and groans, and cries most terrific, were heard
filling the air, and shouts most horrible of mocking laughter, and
bellowings, and roarings, and hissings, and the walls of the chamber
began to rock, and the bed began to sink, and flames burst forth, and
stenches most overwhelming arose. The horrible noises increased till
dense lurid vapours concealed the spot where the Enchantress's chamber
had been, though her helpless cries were heard far, far down in the
depths of the earth; and the Prince found himself standing in the wild
cavern, but, in the place of the Dwarf, there stood a beautiful Fairy by
his side. "I prepared you for a change," said the Fairy, with a smile;
"but come, we are not the only ones to be set free. Let us not forget
our companions in misfortune any more than those in our prosperity."
The Prince made the politest of bows, and said he was completely under
the Lady Sabrina's directions. "Then come with me," she said, and led
the way till they reached a vast castle of brass, with battlements and
towers glittering in the sun. "Within this castle lie imprisoned six
valiant knights, worthy champions of Christendom, bemoaning their hard
fate, and longing to be free. Had the vile Kalyb retained her power,
you would have been shut up there likewise. But know, brave Prince, as
by your perseverance, valour, and judgment you have overcome her and her
enchantments, it is destined that you shall become the seventh and most
renowned of all, and so I hail you as `Saint George of Merrie England.'
Thus you shall be called for ages yet to come, wherever England's might
and England's deeds throughout the world are known." The roseate hue of
modesty suffused the cheek of the young knight as he heard these words,
and he vowed that he would ever strive to prove worthy of the honourable
title he had received.
Then thrice he struck the gates of the brazen castle. The portals flew
open, and he and the Fairy entering, found the six knights sitting
lonely and sad in separate chambers, not knowing what had happened.
They started as they heard the voice of Sabrina mentioning their names.
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