VIII.

Messire Gawain lay the night in the hermit's house, right sorrowful,

and in the morning departed when he had heard mass. Josephus the good

clerk witnesseth us in this high history that this hermit had to name

Josuias, and was a knight of great worship and valour, but he renounced

all for the love of God, and was fain to set his body in banishment for

Him. And all these adventures that you hear in this high record came

to pass, Josephus telleth us, for the setting forward the law of the

Saviour. All of them could he not record, but only these whereof he

best remembered him, and whereof he knew for certain all the adventures

by virtue of the Holy Spirit. This high record saith that Messire

Gawain hath wandered so far that he is come into the Red Launde whereas

the assembly of knights should be held. He looketh and seeth the tents

pitched and the knights coming from all quarters. The most part were

already armed within and before their tents. Messire Gawain looketh

everywhere, thinking to see the knight he seeketh, but seemeth him he

seeth him not, for no such shield seeth he as he beareth. All abashed

is he thereof, for he hath seen all the tents and looked at all the

arms. But the knight is not easy to recognise, for he hath changed his

arms, and nigh enough is he to Messire Gawain, albeit you may well

understand that he knoweth it not. And the tournament assembleth from

all parts, and the divers fellowships come the one against other, and

the melly of either upon other as they come together waxeth sore and

marvellous. And Messire Gawain searcheth the ranks to find the knight,

albeit when he meeteth knight in his way he cannot choose but do

whatsoever a knight may do of arms, and yet more would he have done but

for his fainness to seek out the knight. The damsel is at the head of

the tournament, for that she would fain know the one that shall have

the mastery and the prize therein.

The knight that Messire Gawain seeketh is not at the head of the

fellowships, but in the thickest of the press, and such feats of arms

doth he that more may no knight do, and smiteth down the knights about

him, that flee from him even as the deer-hound fleeth from the lion.

"By my faith," saith Messire Gawain, "sith that they have lied to me

about the knight, I will seek him no more this day, but forget my

discontent as best I may until evening."

He seeth the knight, but knoweth him not, for he had a white shield and

cognisances of the same. And Messire Gawain cometh to him as fast as

his horse may carry him, and the knight toward Messire Gawain. So

passing stoutly they come together that they pierce their shields below

the boss. Their spears were so tough that they break not, and they

draw them forth and come together again so strongly that the spears

wherewith they smote each other amidst the breast were bended so that

they unriveted the holdfasts of their shields, and they lost their

stirrups, and the reins fly from their fists, and they stagger against

the back saddlebows, and the horses stumbled so as that they all but

fell. They straighten them in saddle and stirrup, and catch hold upon

their reins, and then come together again, burning with wrath and fury

like lions, and either smiteth on other with their spears that may

endure no longer, for the shafts are all to-frushed as far as the fists

in such sort that they that look on marvel them much how it came to

pass that the points had not pierced their bodies. But God would not

that the good knights should slay each other, rather would He that the

one should know the true worth of the other. The habergeons

safeguarded not their bodies, but the might of God in whom they

believed, for in them had they all the valour that knight should have;

and never did Messire Gawain depart from hostel wherein he had lien,

but he first heard mass before he went if so he might, nor never found

he dame nor damsel discounselled whereof he had not pity, nor did he

ever churlishness to other knight, nor said nor thought it, and he

came, as you have heard, of the most holy lineage of Josephus and the

good King Fisherman.

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