CHAP. X.

_How Sir Launcelot rode with the damsel and slew a knight that

distressed all ladies, and also a villain that kept a bridge._

Now turn we unto Sir Launcelot that rode with the damsel in a fair high

way. Sir, said the damsel, here by this way haunteth a knight that

distresseth all ladies and gentlewomen, and at the least he robbeth

them or ill-useth them. What, said Sir Launcelot, is he a thief and a

knight, and a ravisher of women? He doth shame unto the order of

knighthood and contrary to his oath, it is pity that he liveth. But

fair damsel ye shall ride on afore yourself, and I will keep myself in

covert, and if that he trouble you or distress you, I shall be your

rescue, and learn him to be ruled as a knight. So the maid rode on by

the way a soft ambling pace. And within awhile came out that knight on

horseback out of the wood, and his page with him, and there he put the

damsel from her horse, and then she cried. With that came Launcelot as

fast as he might, till he came to that knight, saying, Oh thou false

knight and traitor unto knighthood, who did learn thee to distress

ladies and gentlewomen? When the knight saw Sir Launcelot thus rebuking

him, he answered not, but drew his sword and rode unto Sir Launcelot.

And Sir Launcelot threw his spear from him, and drew out his sword, and

strake him such a buffet on the helmet that he clave his head and neck

unto the throat. Now hast thou thy payment that long thou hast

deserved. That is truth, said the damsel, for like as Turquine watched

to destroy knights, so did this knight attend to destroy and distress

ladies, damsels, and gentlewomen, and his name was Sir Peris de Forest

Savage. Now damsel, said Sir Launcelot, will ye any more service of me?

Nay sir, she said, at this time; but Almighty Jesu preserve you

wheresoever ye ride or go, for the courtiest knight thou art and

meekest unto all ladies and gentlewomen that now liveth. But one thing,

sir knight, me thinketh ye lack, ye that are a knight wifeless, that ye

will not love some maiden or gentlewoman, for I could never hear say

that ever ye loved any of no manner degree, and that is great pity; but

it is noised that ye love queen Guenever, and that she hath ordained by

enchantment that ye shall never love none other but her, nor none other

damsel nor lady shall rejoice you; wherefore many in this land, of high

estate and low, make great sorrow. Fair damsel, said Sir Launcelot, I

may not warn people to speak of me what it pleaseth them: but for to be

a wedded man I think it not, for then I must couch with her, and leave

arms and tournaments, battles and adventures. And as for to say for to

take my pleasance with paramours, that will I refuse in principal for

dread of God. For knights that be adulterous, or wanton, shall not be

happy nor fortunate unto the wars, for either they shall be overcome

with a simpler knight than they be themselves, or else they shall by

mishap and their cursedness slay better men than they be themselves;

and who that so useth shall be unhappy, and all thing is unhappy that

is about them. And so Sir Launcelot and she departed.

And then he rode in a deep forest two days and more, and had strait

lodging. So on the third day he rode over a long bridge, and there

start upon him suddenly a passing foul churl, and he smote his horse on

the nose that he turned about, and asked him why he rode over that

bridge without his licence. Why should I not ride this way? said Sir

Launcelot, I may not ride beside. Thou shalt not choose, said the

churl, and lashed at him with a great club shod with iron. Then Sir

Launcelot drew his sword, and put the stroke aback, and clave his head

unto the breast. At the end of the bridge was a fair village, and all

the people men and women cried on Sir Launcelot, and said, A worse deed

diddest thou never for thyself, for thou hast slain the chief porter of

our castle. Sir Launcelot let them say what they would, and straight he

went into the castle; and when he came into the castle he alight, and

tied his horse to a ring on the wall; and there he saw a fair green

court, and thither he dressed himself, for there him thought was a fair

place to fight in. So he looked about, and saw much people in doors and

windows, that said, Fair knight thou art unhappy.

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