Le Morte D'Arthur by Sir Thomas Malory

Le Morte D'Arthur by Sir Thomas Malory

BOOK VII

Le Morte D'Arthur

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Here follow the Chapters of the Seventh Book.

Chapter
i
  How Beaumains came to King Arthur's court and demanded three   petitions of King Arthur
Chapter
ii
  How Sir Launcelot and Sir Gawaine were wroth because Sir Kay   mocked Beaumains, and of a damosel which desired a knight to   fight for a lady
Chapter
iii
  How Beaumains desired the battle, and how it was granted to him, andhow he desired to be made knight of Sir Launcelot
Chapter
iv
  How Beaumains departed, and how he gat of Sir Kay a spear and a shield,   and how he jousted with Sir Launcelot
Chapter
v
  How Beaumains told to Sir Launcelot his name, and how he was dubbedknight of Sir Launcelot, and after overtook the damosel 
Chapter
vi
  How Beaumains fought and slew two knights at a passage
Chapter
vii
  How Beaumains fought with the Knight of the Black Launds, and fought   with him till he fell down and died
Chapter
viii
  How the brother of the knight that was slain met with Beaumains, and   fought with Beaumains till he was yielden
Chapter
ix
  How the damosel ever rebuked Beaumains, and would not suffer him to sit   at her table, but called him kitchen boy
Chapter
x
  How the third brother, called the Red Knight, jousted and fought against   Beaumains, and how Beaumains overcame him
Chapter
xi
  How Sir Beaumains suffered great rebukes of the damosel, and he suffered   it patiently
Chapter
xii
  How Beaumains fought with Sir Persant of Inde, and made him to be   yielden
Chapter
xiii
  Of the goodly communication between Sir Persant and Beaumains, and   how he told him that his name was Sir Gareth
Chapter
xiv
  How the lady that was besieged had word from her sister how she had   brought a knight to fight for her, and what battles he had achieved
Chapter
xv
  How the damosel and Beaumains came to the siege, and came to a   sycamore tree, and there Beaumains blew a horn, and then the Knight   of the Red Launds came to fight with him
Chapter
xvi
  How the two knights met together, and of their talking, and how they began   their battle
Chapter
xvii
  How after long fighting Beaumains overcame the knight and would have   slain him, but at the request of the lords he saved his life and made   him to yield him to the lady
Chapter
xviii
  How the knight yielded him, and how Beaumains made him to go unto King   Arthur's court, and to cry Sir Launcelot mercy
Chapter
xix
  How Beaumains came to the lady, and when he came to the castle the   gates were closed against him, and of the words that the lady said to   him
Chapter
xx
  How Sir Beaumains rode after to rescue his dwarf, and came into the   castle where he was
Chapter
xxi
  How Sir Gareth, otherwise called Beaumains, came to the presence of his   lady, and how they took acquaintance, and of their love
Chapter
xxii
  How at night came an armed knight, and fought with Sir Gareth, and he, sort   hurt in the thigh, smote off the knight's head
Chapter
xxiii
  How the said knight came again the next night and was beheaded   again, and how at the feast of Pentecost all the knights that Sir   Gareth had overcome came and yielded them to King Arthur
Chapter
xxiv
  How King Arthur pardoned them, and demanded of them where Sir   Gareth was
Chapter
xxv
  How the Queen of Orkney came to this feast of Pentecost, and Sir   Gawaine and his brethren came to ask her blessing
Chapter
xxvi
  How King Arthur sent for the Lady Lionesse, and how she let cry a   tourney at her castle, whereas came many knights
Chapter
xxvii
  How King Arthur went to the tournament with his knights, and how   the lady received him worshipfully, and how the knights encountered
Chapter
xxviii
  How the knights bare them in the battle
Chapter
xxix
  Yet of the said tournament
Chapter
xxx
  How Sir Gareth was espied by the heralds, and how he escaped out of   the field 
Chapter
xxxi
  How Sir Gareth came to a castle where he was well lodged, and he   jousted with a knight and slew him
Chapter
xxxii
  How Sir Gareth fought with a knight that held within his castle thirty   ladies, and how he slew him
Chapter
xxxiii
  How Sir Gareth and Sir Gawaine fought each against other, and how   they knew each other by the damosel Linet
Chapter
xxxiv
  How Sir Gareth knowledged that they loved each other to King   Arthur, and of the appointment of their wedding
Chapter
xxxv
  Of the Great Royalty, and what officers were made at the feast of the   wedding, and of the jousts at the feast

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CHAPTER I

How Beaumains came to King Arthur's Court and demanded three petitions of King Arthur.

WHEN Arthur held his Round Table most plenour, it fortuned that he commanded that the high feast of Pentecost should be holden at a city and a castle, the which in those days was called Kynke Kenadonne, upon the sands that marched nigh Wales.  So ever the king had a custom that at the feast of Pentecost in especial, afore other feasts in the year, he would not go that day to meat until he had heard or seen of a great marvel.  And for that custom all manner of strange adventures came before Arthur as at that feast before all other feasts.  And so Sir Gawaine, a little to-fore noon of the day of Pentecost, espied at a window three men upon horseback, and a dwarf on foot, and so the three men alighted, and the dwarf kept their horses, and one of the three men was higher than the other twain by a foot and an half.  Then Sir Gawaine went unto the king and said, Sir, go to your meat, for here at the hand come strange adventures.  So Arthur went unto his meat with many other kings.  And there were all the knights of the Round Table, [save] only those that were prisoners or slain at a recounter.  Then at the high feast evermore they should be fulfilled the whole number of an hundred and fifty, for then was the Round Table fully complished.

Right so came into the hall two men well beseen and <210>richly, and upon their shoulders there leaned the goodliest young man and the fairest that ever they all saw, and he was large and long, and broad in the shoulders, and well visaged, and the fairest and the largest handed that ever man saw, but he fared as though he might not go nor bear himself but if he leaned upon their shoulders.  Anon as Arthur saw him there was made peace and room, and right so they yede with him unto the high dais, without saying of any words.  Then this much young man pulled him aback, and easily stretched up straight, saying, King Arthur, God you bless and all your fair fellowship, and in especial the fellowship of the Table Round.  And for this cause I am come hither, to pray you and require you to give me three gifts, and they shall not be unreasonably asked, but that ye may worshipfully and honourably grant them me, and to you no great hurt nor loss.  And the first don and gift I will ask now, and the other two gifts I will ask this day twelvemonth, wheresomever ye hold your high feast.  Now ask, said Arthur, and ye shall have your asking.

Now, sir, this is my petition for this feast, that ye will give me meat and drink sufficiently for this twelvemonth, and at that day I will ask mine other two gifts.

My fair son, said Arthur, ask better, I counsel thee, for this is but a simple asking; for my heart giveth me to thee greatly, that thou art come of men of worship, and greatly my conceit faileth me but thou shalt prove a man of right great worship.  Sir, he said, thereof be as it be may, I have asked that I will ask. Well, said the king, ye shall have meat and drink enough; I never defended that none, neither my friend nor my foe.  But what is thy name I would wit?  I cannot tell you, said he.  That is marvel, said the king, that thou knowest not thy name, and thou art the goodliest young man that ever I saw.  Then the king betook him to Sir Kay the steward, and charged him that he should give him of all manner of meats and drinks of the best, and also that he had all manner of finding as though he were a lord's son. That shall little need, said Sir Kay, to do such cost upon him; <211>for I dare undertake he is a villain born, and never will make man, for an he had come of gentlemen he would have asked of you horse and armour, but such as he is, so he asketh.  And sithen he hath no name, I shall give him a name that shall be Beaumains, that is Fair-hands, and into the kitchen I shall bring him, and there he shall have fat brose every day, that he shall be as fat by the twelvemonths' end as a pork hog.  Right so the two men departed and beleft him to Sir Kay, that scorned him and mocked him.

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CHAPTER II

How Sir Launcelot and Sir Gawaine were wroth because Sir Kay mocked Beaumains, and of a damosel which desired a knight to fight for a lady.

THEREAT was Sir Gawaine wroth, and in especial Sir Launcelot bade Sir Kay leave his mocking, for I dare lay my head he shall prove a man of great worship.  Let be said Sir Kay, it may not be by no reason, for as he is, so he hath asked.  Beware, said Sir Launcelot, so ye gave the good knight Brewnor, Sir Dinadan's brother, a name, and ye called him La Cote Male Taile, and that turned you to anger afterward.  As for that, said Sir Kay, this shall never prove none such.  For Sir Brewnor desired ever worship, and this desireth bread and drink and broth; upon pain of my life he was fostered up in some abbey, and, howsomever it was, they failed meat and drink, and so hither he is come for his sustenance.

And so Sir Kay bade get him a place, and sit down to meat; so Beaumains went to the hall door, and set him down among boys and lads, and there he ate sadly.  And then Sir Launcelot after meat bade him come to his chamber, and there he should have meat and drink enough.  And so did Sir Gawaine: but he refused them all; he would do none other but as Sir Kay commanded him, for no proffer.  But as touching Sir Gawaine, he had reason to <212>proffer him lodging, meat, and drink, for that proffer came of his blood, for he was nearer kin to him than he wist.  But that as Sir Launcelot did was of his great gentleness and courtesy.

So thus he was put into the kitchen, and lay nightly as the boys of the kitchen did.  And so he endured all that twelvemonth, and never displeased man nor child, but always he was meek and mild. But ever when that he saw any jousting of knights, that would he see an he might.  And ever Sir Launcelot would give him gold to spend, and clothes, and so did Sir Gawaine, and where there were any masteries done, thereat would he be, and there might none cast bar nor stone to him by two yards.  Then would Sir Kay say, How liketh you my boy of the kitchen?  So it passed on till the feast of Whitsuntide.  And at that time the king held it at Carlion in the most royallest wise that might be, like as he did yearly.  But the king would no meat eat upon the Whitsunday, until he heard some adventures.  Then came there a squire to the king and said, Sir, ye may go to your meat, for here cometh a damosel with some strange adventures.  Then was the king glad and sat him down.

Right so there came a damosel into the hall and saluted the king, and prayed him of succour.  For whom? said the king, what is the adventure?

Sir, she said, I have a lady of great worship and renown, and she is besieged with a tyrant, so that she may not out of her castle; and because here are called the noblest knights of the world, I come to you to pray you of succour.  What hight your lady, and where dwelleth she, and who is she, and what is his name that hath besieged her?  Sir king, she said, as for my lady's name that shall not ye know for me as at this time, but I let you wit she is a lady of great worship and of great lands; and as for the tyrant that besiegeth her and destroyeth her lands, he is called the Red Knight of the Red Launds.  I know him not, said the king. Sir, said Sir Gawaine, I know him well, for he is one of the perilloust knights of the world; men say that he hath seven men's strength, <213>and from him I escaped once full hard with my life.  Fair damosel, said the king, there be knights here would do their power for to rescue your lady, but because you will not tell her name, nor where she dwelleth, therefore none of my knights that here be now shall go with you by my will.  Then must I speak further, said the damosel.

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CHAPTER III

How Beaumains desired the battle, and how it was granted to him, and how he desired to be made knight of Sir Launcelot.
WITH these words came before the king Beaumains, while the damosel was there, and thus he said, Sir king, God thank you, I have been this twelvemonth in your kitchen, and have had my full sustenance, and now I will ask my two gifts that be behind.  Ask, upon my peril, said the king.  Sir, this shall be my two gifts, first that ye will grant me to have this adventure of the damosel, for it belongeth unto me.  Thou shalt have it, said the king, I grant it thee.  Then, sir, this is the other gift, that ye shall bid Launcelot du Lake to make me knight, for of him I will be made knight and else of none.  And when I am passed I pray you let him ride after me, and make me knight when I require him.  All this shall be done, said the king.  Fie on thee, said the damosel, shall I have none but one that is your kitchen page? Then was she wroth and took her horse and departed.  And with that there came one to Beaumains and told him his horse and armour was come for him; and there was the dwarf come with all thing that him needed, in the richest manner; thereat all the court had much marvel from whence came all that gear.  So when he was armed there was none but few so goodly a man as he was; and right so as he came into the hall and took his leave of King Arthur, and Sir Gawaine, and Sir Launcelot, and prayed that he would hie after him, and so departed and rode after the damosel.

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CHAPTER IV

How Beaumains departed, and how he gat of Sir Kay a spear and a shield, and how he jousted with Sir Launcelot.

BUT there went many after to behold how well he was horsed and trapped in cloth of gold, but he had neither shield nor spear. Then Sir Kay said all open in the hall, I will ride after my boy in the kitchen, to wit whether he will know me for his better. Said Sir Launcelot and Sir Gawaine, Yet abide at home.  So Sir Kay made him ready and took his horse and his spear, and rode after him.  And right as Beaumains overtook the damosel, right so came Sir Kay and said, Beaumains, what, sir, know ye not me? Then he turned his horse, and knew it was Sir Kay, that had done him all the despite as ye have heard afore.  Yea, said Beaumains, I know you for an ungentle knight of the court, and therefore beware of me.  Therewith Sir Kay put his spear in the rest, and ran straight upon him; and Beaumains came as fast upon him with his sword in his hand, and so he put away his spear with his sword, and with a foin thrust him through the side, that Sir Kay fell down as he had been dead; and he alighted down and took Sir Kay's shield and his spear, and stert upon his own horse and rode his way.

All that saw Sir Launcelot, and so did the damosel.  And then he bade his dwarf stert upon Sir Kay's horse, and so he did.  By that Sir Launcelot was come, then he proffered Sir Launcelot to joust; and either made them ready, and they came together so fiercely that either bare down other to the earth, and sore were they bruised.  Then Sir Launcelot arose and helped him from his horse.  And then Beaumains threw his shield from him, and proffered to fight with Sir Launcelot on foot; and so they rushed together like boars, tracing, rasing, and foining to the mountenance of an hour; and Sir Launcelot felt him <215>so big that he marvelled of his strength, for he fought more liker a giant than a knight, and that his fighting was durable and passing perilous.  For Sir Launcelot had so much ado with him that he dreaded himself to be shamed, and said, Beaumains, fight not so sore, your quarrel and mine is not so great but we may leave off.  Truly that is truth, said Beaumains, but it doth me good to feel your might, and yet, my lord, I showed not the utterance.

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CHAPTER V

How Beaumains told to Sir Launcelot his name, and how he was dubbed knight of Sir Launcelot, and after overtook the damosel.

IN God's name, said Sir Launcelot, for I promise you, by the faith of my body, I had as much to do as I might to save myself from you unshamed, and therefore have ye no doubt of none earthly knight.  Hope ye so that I may any while stand a proved knight? said Beaumains.  Yea, said Launcelot, do as ye have done, and I shall be your warrant.  Then, I pray you, said Beaumains, give me the order of knighthood.  Then must ye tell me your name, said Launcelot, and of what kin ye be born.  Sir, so that ye will not discover me I shall, said Beaumains.  Nay, said Sir Launcelot, and that I promise you by the faith of my body, until it be openly known.  Then, sir, he said, my name is Gareth, and brother unto Sir Gawaine of father and mother.  Ah, sir, said Sir Launcelot, I am more gladder of you than I was; for ever me thought ye should be of great blood, and that ye came not to the court neither for meat nor for drink.  And then Sir Launcelot gave him the order of knighthood, and then Sir Gareth prayed him for to depart and let him go

So Sir Launcelot departed from him and came to Sir Kay, and made him to be borne home upon his shield, and so he was healed hard with the life; and all men scorned <216>Sir Kay, and in especial Sir Gawaine and Sir Launcelot said it was not his part to rebuke no young man, for full little knew he of what birth he is come, and for what cause he came to this court; and so we leave Sir Kay and turn we unto Beaumains.

When he had overtaken the damosel, anon she said, What dost thou here? thou stinkest all of the kitchen, thy clothes be bawdy of the grease and tallow that thou gainest in King Arthur's kitchen; weenest thou, said she, that I allow thee, for yonder knight that thou killest.  Nay truly, for thou slewest him unhappily and cowardly; therefore turn again, bawdy kitchen page, I know thee well, for Sir Kay named thee Beaumains.  What art thou but a lusk and a turner of broaches and a ladle-washer?  Damosel, said Beaumains, say to me what ye will, I will not go from you whatsomever ye say, for I have undertaken to King Arthur for to achieve your adventure, and so shall I finish it to the end, either I shall die therefore.  Fie on thee, kitchen knave, wilt thou finish mine adventure? thou shalt anon be met withal, that thou wouldest not for all the broth that ever thou suppest once look him in the face.  I shall assay, said Beaumains.

So thus as they rode in the wood, there came a man flying all that ever he might.  Whither wilt thou? said Beaumains.  O lord, he said, help me, for here by in a slade are six thieves that have taken my lord and bound him, so I am afeard lest they will slay him.  Bring me thither, said Beaumains.  And so they rode together until they came thereas was the knight bounden; and then he rode unto them, and struck one unto the death, and then another, and at the third stroke he slew the third thief, and then the other three fled.  And he rode after them, and he overtook them; and then those three thieves turned again and assailed Beaumains hard, but at the last he slew them, and returned and unbound the knight.  And the knight thanked him, and prayed him to ride with him to his castle there a little beside, and he should worshipfully reward him for his good deeds.  Sir, said Beaumains, I will no reward have: I was this day made knight of noble Sir <217>Launcelot, and therefore I will no reward have, but God reward me.  And also I must follow this damosel.

And when he came nigh her she bade him ride from her, For thou smellest all of the kitchen: weenest thou that I have joy of thee, for all this deed that thou hast done is but mishapped thee: but thou shalt see a sight shall make thee turn again, and that lightly.  Then the same knight which was rescued of the thieves rode after that damosel, and prayed her to lodge with him all that night.  And because it was near night the damosel rode with him to his castle, and there they had great cheer, and at supper the knight sat Sir Beaumains afore the damosel.  Fie, fie, said she, Sir knight, ye are uncourteous to set a kitchen page afore me; him beseemeth better to stick a swine than to sit afore a damosel of high parage.  Then the knight was ashamed at her words, and took him up, and set him at a sideboard, and set himself afore him, and so all that night they had good cheer and merry rest.

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CHAPTER VI

How Beaumains fought and slew two knights at a passage.

AND on the morn the damosel and he took their leave and thanked the knight, and so departed, and rode on their way until they came to a great forest.  And there was a great river and but one passage, and there were ready two knights on the farther side to let them the passage.  What sayest thou, said the damosel, wilt thou match yonder knights or turn again?  Nay, said Sir Beaumains, I will not turn again an they were six more.  And therewithal he rushed into the water, and in midst of the water either brake their spears upon other to their hands, and then they drew their swords, and smote eagerly at other.  And at the last Sir Beaumains smote the other upon the helm that his head stonied, and therewithal he fell down in the water, and there was he drowned.  And then he spurred his horse <218>upon the land, where the other knight fell upon him, and brake his spear, and so they drew their swords and fought long together.  At the last Sir Beaumains clave his helm and his head down to the shoulders; and so he rode unto the damosel and bade her ride forth on her way.

Alas, she said, that ever a kitchen page should have that fortune to destroy such two doughty knights: thou weenest thou hast done doughtily, that is not so; for the first knight his horse stumbled, and there he was drowned in the water, and never it was by thy force, nor by thy might.  And the last knight by mishap thou camest behind him and mishappily thou slew him.

Damosel, said Beaumains, ye may say what ye will, but with whomsomever I have ado withal, I trust to God to serve him or he depart.  And therefore I reck not what ye say, so that I may win your lady.  Fie, fie, foul kitchen knave, thou shalt see knights that shall abate thy boast.  Fair damosel, give me goodly language, and then my care is past, for what knights somever they be, I care not, nor I doubt them not.  Also, said she, I say it for thine avail, yet mayest thou turn again with thy worship; for an thou follow me, thou art but slain, for I see all that ever thou dost is but by misadventure, and not by prowess of thy hands.  Well, damosel, ye may say what ye will, but wheresomever ye go I will follow you.  So this Beaumains rode with that lady till evensong time, and ever she chid him, and would not rest. And they came to a black laund; and there was a black hawthorn, and thereon hung a black banner, and on the other side there hung a black shield, and by it stood a black spear great and long, and a great black horse covered with silk, and a black stone fast by.

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CHAPTER VII

How Beaumains fought with the Knight of the Black Launds, and fought with him till he fell down and died.

THERE sat a knight all armed in black harness, and his name was the Knight of the Black Laund.  Then the damosel, when she saw that knight, she bade him flee down that valley, for his horse was not saddled.  Gramercy, said Beaumains, for always ye would have me a coward.  With that the Black Knight, when she came nigh him, spake and said, Damosel, have ye brought this knight of King Arthur to be your champion?  Nay, fair knight, said she, this is but a kitchen knave that was fed in King Arthur's kitchen for alms.  Why cometh he, said the knight, in such array? it is shame that he beareth you company.  Sir, I cannot be delivered of him, said she, for with me he rideth maugre mine head:  God would that ye should put him from me, other to slay him an ye may, for he is an unhappy knave, and unhappily he hath done this day: through mishap I saw him slay two knights at the passage of the water; and other deeds he did before right marvellous and through unhappiness.  That marvelleth me, said the Black Knight, that any man that is of worship will have ado with him.  They know him not, said the damosel, and for because he rideth with me, they ween that he be some man of worship born.  That may be, said the Black Knight; howbeit as ye say that he be no man of worship, he is a full likely person, and full like to be a strong man: but thus much shall I grant you, said the Black Knight; I shall put him down upon one foot, and his horse and his harness he shall leave with me, for it were shame to me to do him any more harm.

When Sir Beaumains heard him say thus, he said, Sir knight, thou art full large of my horse and my harness; I let thee wit it cost thee nought, and whether it liketh thee or not, this laund will I pass maugre thine head.  <220>And horse nor harness gettest thou none of mine, but if thou win them with thy hands; and therefore let see what thou canst do.  Sayest thou that? said the Black Knight, now yield thy lady from thee, for it beseemeth never a kitchen page to ride with such a lady.  Thou liest, said Beaumains, I am a gentleman born, and of more high lineage than thou, and that will I prove on thy body.

Then in great wrath they departed with their horses, and came together as it had been the thunder, and the Black Knight's spear brake, and Beaumains thrust him through both his sides, and therewith his spear brake, and the truncheon left still in his side.  But nevertheless the Black Knight drew his sword, and smote many eager strokes, and of great might, and hurt Beaumains full sore.  But at the last the Black Knight, within an hour and an half, he fell down off his horse in swoon, and there he died. And when Beaumains saw him so well horsed and armed, then he alighted down and armed him in his armour, and so took his horse and rode after the damosel.

When she saw him come nigh, she said, Away, kitchen knave, out of the wind, for the smell of thy bawdy clothes grieveth me.  Alas, she said, that ever such a knave should by mishap slay so good a knight as thou hast done, but all this is thine unhappiness.  But here by is one shall pay thee all thy payment, and therefore yet I counsel thee, flee.  It may happen me, said Beaumains, to be beaten or slain, but I warn you, fair damosel, I will not flee away, a nor leave your company, for all that ye can say; for ever ye say that they will kill me or beat me, but howsomever it happeneth I escape, and they lie on the ground.  And therefore it were as good for you to hold you still thus all day rebuking me, for away will I not till I see the uttermost of this journey, or else I will be slain, other truly beaten; therefore ride on your way, for follow you I will whatsomever happen.

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CHAPTER VIII

How the brother of the knight that was slain met with Beaumains, and fought with Beaumains till he was yielden.

THUS as they rode together, they saw a knight come driving by them all in green, both his horse and his harness; and when he came nigh the damosel, he asked her, Is that my brother the Black Knight that ye have brought with you?  Nay, nay, she said, this unhappy kitchen knave hath slain your brother through unhappiness.  Alas, said the Green Knight, that is great pity, that so noble a knight as he was should so unhappily be slain, and namely of a knave's hand, as ye say that he is.  Ah! traitor, said the Green Knight, thou shalt die for slaying of my brother; he was a full noble knight, and his name was Sir Perard.  I defy thee, said Beaumains, for I let thee wit I slew him knightly and not shamefully.

Therewithal the Green Knight rode unto an horn that was green, and it hung upon a thorn, and there he blew three deadly motes, and there came two damosels and armed him lightly.  And then he took a great horse, and a green shield and a green spear.  And then they ran together with all their mights, and brake their spears unto their hands.  And then they drew their swords, and gave many sad strokes, and either of them wounded other full ill. And at the last, at an overthwart, Beaumains with his horse struck the Green Knight's horse upon the side, that he fell to the earth.  And then the Green Knight avoided his horse lightly, and dressed him upon foot.  That saw Beaumains, and therewithal he alighted, and they rushed together like two mighty kemps a long while, and sore they bled both.  With that came the damosel, and said, My lord the Green Knight, why for shame stand ye so long fighting with the kitchen knave?  Alas, it is shame that ever ye were made knight, to see such a lad to match <222>such a knight, as the weed overgrew the corn.  Therewith the Green Knight was ashamed, and therewithal he gave a great stroke of might, and clave his shield through.  When Beaumains saw his shield cloven asunder he was a little ashamed of that stroke and of her language; and then he gave him such a buffet upon the helm that he fell on his knees.  And so suddenly Beaumains pulled him upon the ground grovelling.  And then the Green Knight cried him mercy, and yielded him unto Sir Beaumains, and prayed him to slay him not.  All is in vain, said Beaumains, for thou shalt die but if this damosel that came with me pray me to save thy life.  And therewithal he unlaced his helm like as he would slay him.  Fie upon thee, false kitchen page, I will never pray thee to save his life, for I will never be so much in thy danger.  Then shall he die, said Beaumains.  Not so hardy, thou bawdy knave, said the damosel, that thou slay him.  Alas, said the Green Knight, suffer me not to die for a fair word may save me.  Fair knight, said the Green Knight, save my life, and I will forgive thee the death of my brother, and for ever to become thy man, and thirty knights that hold of me for ever shall do you service.  In the devil's name, said the damosel, that such a bawdy kitchen knave should have thee and thirty knights' service.

Sir knight, said Beaumains, all this availeth thee not, but if my damosel speak with me for thy life.  And therewithal he made a semblant to slay him.  Let be, said the damosel, thou bawdy knave; slay him not, for an thou do thou shalt repent it. Damosel, said Beaumains, your charge is to me a pleasure, and at your commandment his life shall be saved, and else not.  Then he said, Sir knight with the green arms, I release thee quit at this damosel's request, for I will not make her wroth, I will fulfil all that she chargeth me.  And then the Green Knight kneeled down, and did him homage with his sword.  Then said the damosel, Me repenteth, Green Knight, of your damage, and of your brother's death, the Black Knight, for of your help I had great mister, for I dread me sore to pass this forest.  Nay, dread you not, said the <223>Green Knight, for ye shall lodge with me this night, and to-morn I shall help you through this forest.  So they took their horses and rode to his manor, which was fast there beside.

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CHAPTER IX

How the damosel again rebuked Beaumains, and would not suffer him to sit at her table, but called him kitchen boy.

AND ever she rebuked Beaumains, and would not suffer him to sit at her table, but as the Green Knight took him and sat him at a side table.  Marvel methinketh, said the Green Knight to the damosel, why ye rebuke this noble knight as ye do, for I warn you, damosel, he is a full noble knight, and I know no knight is able to match him; therefore ye do great wrong to rebuke him, for he shall do you right good service, for whatsomever he maketh himself, ye shall prove at the end that he is come of a noble blood and of king's lineage.  Fie, fie, said the damosel, it is shame for you to say of him such worship.  Truly, said the Green Knight, it were shame for me to say of him any disworship, for he hath proved himself a better knight than I am, yet have I met with many knights in my days, and never or this time have I found no knight his match.  And so that night they yede unto rest, and all that night the Green Knight commanded thirty knights privily to watch Beaumains, for to keep him from all treason.

And so on the morn they all arose, and heard their mass and brake their fast; and then they took their horses and rode on their way, and the Green Knight conveyed them through the forest; and there the Green Knight said, My lord Beaumains, I and these thirty knights shall be always at your summons, both early and late, at your calling and whither that ever ye will send us.  It is well said, said Beaumains; when that I call upon you ye must yield you unto King Arthur, and all your knights.  If <224>that ye so command us, we shall be ready at all times, said the Green Knight.  Fie, fie upon thee, in the devil's name, said the damosel, that any good knights should be obedient unto a kitchen knave.  So then departed the Green Knight and the damosel.  And then she said unto Beaumains, Why followest thou me, thou kitchen boy?  Cast away thy shield and thy spear, and flee away; yet I counsel thee betimes or thou shalt say right soon, alas; for wert thou as wight as ever was Wade or Launcelot, Tristram, or the good knight Sir Lamorak, thou shalt not pass a pass here that is called the Pass Perilous.  Damosel, said Beaumains, who is afeard let him flee, for it were shame to turn again sithen I have ridden so long with you.  Well, said the damosel, ye shall soon, whether ye will or not.

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CHAPTER X

How the third brother, called the Red Knight, jousted and fought against Beaumains,and how Beaumains overcame him.

SO within a while they saw a tower as white as any snow, well matchecold all about, and double dyked.  And over the tower gate there hung a fifty shields of divers colours, and under that tower there was a fair meadow.  And therein were many knights and squires to behold, scaffolds and pavilions; for there upon the morn should be a great tournament: and the lord of the tower was in his castle and looked out at a window, and saw a damosel, a dwarf, and a knight armed at all points.  So God me help, said the lord, with that knight will I joust, for I see that he is a knight-errant.  And so he armed him and horsed him hastily.  And when he was on horseback with his shield and his spear, it was all red, both his horse and his harness, and all that to him longeth.  And when that he came nigh him he weened it had been his brother the Black Knight; and then he cried aloud, Brother, what do ye in <225>these marches?  Nay, nay, said the damosel, it is not he; this is but a kitchen knave that was brought up for alms in King Arthur's court.  Nevertheless, said the Red Knight, I will speak with him or he depart.  Ah, said the damosel, this knave hath killed thy brother, and Sir Kay named him Beaumains, and this horse and this harness was thy brother's, the Black Knight.  Also I saw thy brother the Green Knight overcome of his hands.  Now may ye be revenged upon him, for I may never be quit of him.

With this either knights departed in sunder, and they came together with all their might, and either of their horses fell to the earth, and they avoided their horses, and put their shields afore them and drew their swords, and either gave other sad strokes, now here, now there, rasing, tracing, foining, and hurling like two boars, the space of two hours.  And then she cried on high to the Red Knight, Alas, thou noble Red Knight, think what worship hath followed thee, let never a kitchen knave endure thee so long as he doth.  Then the Red Knight waxed wroth and doubled his strokes, and hurt Beaumains wonderly sore, that the blood ran down to the ground, that it was wonder to see that strong battle.  Yet at the last Sir Beaumains struck him to the earth, and as he would have slain the Red Knight, he cried mercy, saying, Noble knight, slay me not, and I shall yield me to thee with fifty knights with me that be at my commandment.  And I forgive thee all the despite that thou hast done to me, and the death of my brother the Black Knight.  All this availeth not, said Beaumains, but if my damosel pray me to save thy life.  And therewith he made semblant to strike off his head.  Let be, thou Beaumains, slay him not, for he is a noble knight, and not so hardy, upon thine head, but thou save him.

Then Beaumains bade the Red Knight, Stand up, and thank the damosel now of thy life.  Then the Red Knight prayed him to see his castle, and to be there all night.  So the damosel then granted him, and there they had merry cheer.  But always the damosel spake many foul words unto Beaumains, whereof the Red Knight had great <226>marvel; and all that night the Red Knight made three score knights to watch Beaumains, that he should have no shame nor villainy.  And upon the morn they heard mass and dined, and the Red Knight came before Beaumains with his three score knights, and there he proffered him his homage and fealty at all times, he and his knights to do him service.  I thank you, said Beaumains, but this ye shall grant me: when I call upon you, to come afore my lord King Arthur, and yield you unto him to be his knights.  Sir, said the Red Knight, I will be ready, and my fellowship, at your summons.  So Sir Beaumains departed and the damosel, and ever she rode chiding him in the foulest manner.

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CHAPTER XI

How Sir Beaumains suffered great rebukes of the damosel, and he suffered it patiently.

DAMOSEL, said Beaumains, ye are uncourteous so to rebuke me as ye do, for meseemeth I have done you good service, and ever ye threaten me I shall be beaten with knights that we meet, but ever for all your boast they lie in the dust or in the mire, and therefore I pray you rebuke me no more; and when ye see me beaten or yielden as recreant, then may ye bid me go from you shamefully; but first I let you wit I will not depart from you, for I were worse than a fool an I would depart from you all the while that I win worship.  Well, said she, right soon there shall meet a knight shall pay thee all thy wages, for he is the most man of worship of the world, except King Arthur.  I will well, said Beaumains, the more he is of worship, the more shall be my worship to have ado with him.

Then anon they were ware where was afore them a city rich and fair.  And betwixt them and the city a mile and an half there was a fair meadow that seemed new mown, and therein were many pavilions fair to behold.  <227>Lo, said the damosel, yonder is a lord that owneth yonder city, and his custom is, when the weather is fair, to lie in this meadow to joust and tourney.  And ever there be about him five hundred knights and gentlemen of arms, and there be all manner of games that any gentleman can devise. That goodly lord, said Beaumains, would I fain see.  Thou shalt see him time enough, said the damosel, and so as she rode near she espied the pavilion where he was.  Lo, said she, seest thou yonder pavilion that is all of the colour of Inde, and all manner of thing that there is about, men and women, and horses trapped, shields and spears were all of the colour of Inde, and his name is Sir Persant of Inde, the most lordliest knight that ever thou lookedst on.  It may well be, said Beaumains, but be he never so stout a knight, in this field I shall abide till that I see him under his shield.  Ah, fool, said she, thou wert better flee betimes.  Why, said Beaumains, an he be such a knight as ye make him, he will not set upon me with all his men, or with his five hundred knights.  For an there come no more but one at once, I shall him not fail whilst my life lasteth.  Fie, fie, said the damosel, that ever such a stinking knave should blow such a boast.  Damosel, he said, ye are to blame so to rebuke me, for I had liefer do five battles than so to be rebuked, let him come and then let him do his worst.

Sir, she said, I marvel what thou art and of what kin thou art come; boldly thou speakest, and boldly thou hast done, that have I seen; therefore I pray thee save thyself an thou mayest, for thy horse and thou have had great travail, and I dread we dwell over long from the siege, for it is but hence seven mile, and all perilous passages we are passed save all only this passage; and here I dread me sore lest ye shall catch some hurt, therefore I would ye were hence, that ye were not bruised nor hurt with this strong knight.  But I let you wit that Sir Persant of Inde is nothing of might nor strength unto the knight that laid the siege about my lady.  As for that, said Sir Beaumains, be it as it be may.  For sithen I am come so nigh this knight I will prove his might or I depart <228>from him, and else I shall be shamed an I now withdraw me from him.  And therefore, damosel, have ye no doubt by the grace of God I shall so deal with this knight that within two hours after noon I shall deliver him.  And then shall we come to the siege by daylight.  O Jesu, marvel have I, said the damosel, what manner a man ye be, for it may never be otherwise but that ye be come of a noble blood, for so foul nor shamefully did never woman rule a knight as I have done you, and ever courteously ye have suffered me, and that came never but of a gentle blood.

Damosel, said Beaumains, a knight may little do that may not suffer a damosel, for whatsomever ye said unto me I took none heed to your words, for the more ye said the more ye angered me, and my wrath I wreaked upon them that I had ado withal.  And therefore all the missaying that ye missaid me furthered me in my battle, and caused me to think to show and prove myself at the end what I was; for peradventure though I had meat in King Arthur's kitchen, yet I might have had meat enough in other places, but all that I did it for to prove and assay my friends, and that shall be known another day; and whether that I be a gentleman born or none, I let you wit, fair damosel, I have done you gentleman's service, and peradventure better service yet will I do or I depart from you.  Alas, she said, fair Beaumains, forgive me all that I have missaid or done against thee.  With all my heart, said he, I forgive it you, for ye did nothing but as ye should do, for all your evil words pleased me; and damosel, said Beaumains, since it liketh you to say thus fair unto me, wit ye well it gladdeth my heart greatly, and now meseemeth there is no knight living but I am able enough for him.

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CHAPTER XII

How Beaumains fought with Sir Persant of Inde, and made him to be yielden.

WITH this Sir Persant of Inde had espied them as they hoved in the field, and knightly he sent to them whether he came in war or in peace.  Say to thy lord, said Beaumains, I take no force, but whether as him list himself.  So the messenger went again unto Sir Persant and told him all his answer.  Well then will I have ado with him to the utterance, and so he purveyed him and rode against him.  And Beaumains saw him and made him ready, and there they met with all that ever their horses might run, and brast their spears either in three pieces, and their horses rushed so together that both their horses fell dead to the earth; and lightly they avoided their horses and put their shields afore them, and drew their swords, and gave many great strokes that sometime they hurtled together that they fell grovelling on the ground.  Thus they fought two hours and more, that their shields and their hauberks were all forhewen, and in many steads they were wounded.  So at the last Sir Beaumains smote him through the cost of the body, and then he retrayed him here and there, and knightly maintained his battle long time.  And at the last, though him loath were, Beaumains smote Sir Persant above upon the helm, that he fell grovelling to the earth; and then he leapt upon him overthwart and unlaced his helm to have slain him.

Then Sir Persant yielded him and asked him mercy.  With that came the damosel and prayed to save his life.  I will well, for it were pity this noble knight should die.  Gramercy, said Persant, gentle knight and damosel.  For certainly now I wot well it was ye that slew my brother the Black Knight at the black thorn; he was a full noble knight, his name was Sir Percard.  Also I am sure that ye are he that won mine other brother the Green Knight, <230>his name was Sir Pertolepe.  Also ye won my brother the Red Knight, Sir Perimones.  And now since ye have won these, this shall I do for to please you: ye shall have homage and fealty of me, and an hundred knights to be always at your commandment, to go and ride where ye will command us.  And so they went unto Sir Persant's pavilion and drank the wine, and ate spices, and afterward Sir Persant made him to rest upon a bed until supper time, and after supper to bed again.  When Beaumains was abed, Sir Persant had a lady, a fair daughter of eighteen year of age, and there he called her unto him, and charged her and commanded her upon his blessing to go unto the knight's bed, and lie down by his side, and make him no strange cheer, but good cheer, and take him in thine arms and kiss him, and look that this be done, I charge you, as ye will have my love and my good will.  So Sir Persant's daughter did as her father bade her, and so she went unto Sir Beaumains' bed, and privily she dispoiled her, and laid her down by him, and then he awoke and saw her, and asked her what she was.  Sir, she said, I am Sir Persant's daughter, that by the commandment of my father am come hither.  Be ye a maid or a wife? said he.  Sir, she said, I am a clean maiden.  God defend, said he, that I should defoil you to do Sir Persant such a shame; therefore, fair damosel, arise out of this bed or else I will.  Sir, she said, I came not to you by mine own will, but as I was commanded.  Alas, said Sir Beaumains, I were a shameful knight an I would do your father any disworship; and so he kissed her, and so she departed and came unto Sir Persant her father, and told him all how she had sped.  Truly, said Sir Persant, whatsomever he be, he is come of a noble blood.  And so we leave them there till on the morn.

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CHAPTER XIII

Of the goodly communication between Sir Persant and Beaumains, and how he told him that his name was Sir Gareth.

AND so on the morn the damosel and Sir Beaumains heard mass and brake their fast, and so took their leave.  Fair damosel, said Persant, whitherward are ye way-leading this knight?  Sir, she said, this knight is going to the siege that besiegeth my sister in the Castle Dangerous.  Ah, ah, said Persant, that is the Knight of the Red Laund, the which is the most perilous knight that I know now living, and a man that is without mercy, and men say that he hath seven men's strength.  God save you, said he to Beaumains, from that knight, for he doth great wrong to that lady, and that is great pity, for she is one of the fairest ladies of the world, and meseemeth that your damosel is her sister: is not your name Linet? said he.  Yea, sir, said she, and my lady my sister's name is Dame Lionesse.  Now shall I tell you, said Sir Persant, this Red Knight of the Red Laund hath lain long at the siege, well-nigh this two years, and many times he might have had her an he had would, but he prolongeth the time to this intent, for to have Sir Launcelot du Lake to do battle with him, or Sir Tristram, or Sir Lamorak de Galis, or Sir Gawaine, and this is his tarrying so long at the siege.

Now my lord Sir Persant of Inde, said the damosel Linet, I require you that ye will make this gentleman knight or ever he fight with the Red Knight.  I will with all my heart, said Sir Persant, an it please him to take the order of knighthood of so simple a man as I am.  Sir, said Beaumains, I thank you for your good will, for I am better sped, for certainly the noble knight Sir Launcelot made me knight.  Ah, said Sir Persant, of a more renowned knight might ye not be made knight; for of all knights he may be called chief of knighthood; and so <232>all the world saith, that betwixt three knights is departed clearly knighthood, that is Launcelot du Lake, Sir Tristram de Liones, and Sir Lamorak de Galis: these bear now the renown.  There be many other knights, as Sir Palamides the Saracen and Sir Safere his brother; also Sir Bleoberis and Sir Blamore de Ganis his brother; also Sir Bors de Ganis and Sir Ector de Maris and Sir Percivale de Galis; these and many more be noble knights, but there be none that pass the three above said; therefore God speed you well, said Sir Persant, for an ye may match the Red Knight ye shall be called the fourth of the world.

Sir, said Beaumains, I would fain be of good fame and of knighthood.  And I let you wit I came of good men, for I dare say my father was a noble man, and so that ye will keep it in close, and this damosel, I will tell you of what kin I am.  We will not discover you, said they both, till ye command us, by the faith we owe unto God.  Truly then, said he, my name is Gareth of Orkney, and King Lot was my father, and my mother is King Arthur's sister, her name is Dame Morgawse, and Sir Gawaine is my brother, and Sir Agravaine and Sir Gaheris, and I am the youngest of them all.  And yet wot not King Arthur nor Sir Gawaine what I am.

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CHAPTER XIV

How the lady that was besieged had word from her sister how she had brought a knight to fight for her, and what battles he had achieved.

SO the book saith that the lady that was besieged had word of her sister's coming by the dwarf, and a knight with her, and how he had passed all the perilous passages.  What manner a man is he? said the lady.  He is a noble knight, truly, madam, said the dwarf, and but a young man, but he is as likely a man as ever ye saw any.  What is he? said the damosel, and of what kin is he come, and <233>of whom was he made knight?  Madam, said the dwarf, he is the king's son of Orkney, but his name I will not tell you as at this time; but wit ye well, of Sir Launcelot was he made knight, for of none other would he be made knight, and Sir Kay named him Beaumains.  How escaped he, said the lady, from the brethren of Persant?  Madam, he said, as a noble knight should.  First, he slew two brethren at a passage of a water. Ah! said she, they were good knights, but they were murderers, the one hight Gherard le Breuse, and the other knight hight Sir Arnold le Breuse.  Then, madam, he recountered with the Black Knight, and slew him in plain battle, and so he took his horse and his armour and fought with the Green Knight and won him in plain battle, and in like wise he served the Red Knight, and after in the same wise he served the Blue Knight and won him in plain battle.  Then, said the lady, he hath overcome Sir Persant of Inde, one of the noblest knights of the world, and the dwarf said, He hath won all the four brethren and slain the Black Knight, and yet he did more to-fore: he overthrew Sir Kay and left him nigh dead upon the ground; also he did a great battle with Sir Launcelot, and there they departed on even hands: and then Sir Launcelot made him knight.

Dwarf, said the lady, I am glad of these tidings, therefore go thou in an hermitage of mine hereby, and there shalt thou bear with thee of my wine in two flagons of silver, they are of two gallons, and also two cast of bread with fat venison baked, and dainty fowls; and a cup of gold here I deliver thee, that is rich and precious; and bear all this to mine hermitage, and put it in the hermit's hands.  And sithen go thou unto my sister and greet her well, and commend me unto that gentle knight, and pray him to eat and to drink and make him strong, and say ye him I thank him of his courtesy and goodness, that he would take upon him such labour for me that never did him bounty nor courtesy.  Also pray him that he be of good heart and courage, for he shall meet with a full noble knight, but he is neither of bounty, courtesy, nor <234>gentleness; for he attendeth unto nothing but to murder, and that is the cause I cannot praise him nor love him.

So this dwarf departed, and came to Sir Persant, where he found the damosel Linet and Sir Beaumains, and there he told them all as ye have heard; and then they took their leave, but Sir Persant took an ambling hackney and conveyed them on their ways, and then beleft them to God; and so within a little while they came to that hermitage, and there they drank the wine, and ate the venison and the fowls baken.  And so when they had repasted them well, the dwarf returned again with his vessel unto the castle again; and there met with him the Red Knight of the Red Launds, and asked him from whence that he came, and where he had been. Sir, said the dwarf, I have been with my lady's sister of this castle, and she hath been at King Arthur's court, and brought a knight with her.  Then I account her travail but lost; for though she had brought with her Sir Launcelot, Sir Tristram, Sir Lamorak, or Sir Gawaine, I would think myself good enough for them all.

It may well be, said the dwarf, but this knight hath passed all the perilous passages, and slain the Black Knight and other two more, and won the Green Knight, the Red Knight, and the Blue Knight.  Then is he one of these four that I have afore rehearsed.  He is none of those, said the dwarf, but he is a king's son.  What is his name? said the Red Knight of the Red Launds.  That will I not tell you, said the dwarf, but Sir Kay upon scorn named him Beaumains.  I care not, said the knight, what knight so ever he be, for I shall soon delive