The Story of the Grail and the Passing of ArthurPyle, Howard
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The Story of the Grail and the Passing of Arthur
Pyle, Howard
Arthur, King -- Legends; Arthurian romances -- Adaptations; Folklore -- England; Grail -- Legends; Knights and knighthood -- Folklore
Anon they heard the knelling of a little vesper bell, and Sir Bors said,
“Yonder is the bell of the Hermit of the Forest. Let us go thitherward
and mayhap we may hear news of Sir Launcelot.” So they went in that
direction and by and by they came to the chapel of the Hermit of the
Forest. And they looked within the chapel door and they beheld the
Hermit and another anchorite kneeling in prayer. And there were little
birds within the chapel and they hopped about there upon the floor and
about those two kneeling figures and were not afraid of either of them.
[Sidenote: _The knights companion find Sir Launcelot._]
So, by and by, those two ended their prayers, and they arose. Then those
knights beheld the face of the anchorite and they saw that it was the
face of Sir Launcelot. For though the face of Sir Launcelot was covered
with a beard and though it was very thin and peaked from fasting, yet
they knew it for his face. For Sir Launcelot had eaten no meat and but
little food of any sort, but had deprived himself of food for the
betterment of his soul.
Then Sir Bors spake and he said, “Sir Launcelot, is it thou who art
here?” And Sir Launcelot said, “Aye, it is indeed I whom thou
beholdest.” Sir Bors said, “Sir, this life does not beseem thee to lead,
wherefore place upon thee thine armor and come forth with us into the
world again. For thy life is certes of value to that world.” “Nay,” said
Sir Launcelot, “I will not leave this place, for here I dwell in peace
and amity with the world. Why then should I again go forth into strife
as of old?” Quoth Sir Bors, “Sir, this life thou art leading is but the
neglect of duty, for the duty of every knight is to be within the world
and to do the work of the world, be that work to battle or to labor.
Why then shouldst thou rest here in this hermitage and without action of
any sort?”
“Messire,” said Sir Launcelot, “were there a call for me to go forth
into the world, then would I go. For my duty would then demand of me to
assume again the armor of my knighthood. But there is no such call, nor
am I any longer young, as one time I was. Wherefore, now hath come my
time for rest, and so I remain here in quiet within the woodlands.”
[Sidenote: _The knights companion become recluses._]
Sir Bors said, “Sir, we are your knights and your followers, wherefore
if you remain here within the forest, so also do we remain with you. For
your life shall be our life and your fare shall be our fare until the
end.” And Sir Launcelot said, “Let it be that way.”
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