_How Sir Tristram and his wife arrived in Wales, and how he met there
with Sir Lamorak._
Now turn we unto Sir Tristram, that upon a day he took a little barge,
and his wife Isoud la Blanch Mains, with Sir Kehydius her brother, to
play them in the coasts. And when they were from the land, there was a
wind drove them into the coast of Wales upon this Isle of Servage,
where as was Sir Lamorak, and there the barge all to-rove, and there
dame Isoud was hurt, and as well as they might they gat into the
forest, and there by a well he saw Segwarides and a damsel. And then
either saluted other. Sir, said Segwarides, I know you for Sir Tristram
de Liones, the man in the world that I have the most cause to hate,
because ye departed the love between me and my wife; but as for that,
said Segwarides, I will never hate a noble knight for a light lady, and
therefore I pray you be my friend, and I will be yours unto my power,
for wit ye well ye are hard bested in this valley, and we shall have
enough to do either of us to succour other. And then Sir Segwarides
brought Sir Tristram unto a lady thereby that was born in Cornwall, and
she told him all the perils of that valley, and how there came never
knight there but he were taken prisoner or slain. Wit you well fair
lady, said Sir Tristram, that I slew Sir Marhaus, and delivered
Cornwall from the truage of Ireland, and I am he that delivered the
king of Ireland from Sir Blamor de Ganis, and I am he that beat Sir
Palamides, and wit ye well, I am Sir Tristram de Liones, that by the
grace of God shall deliver this woful Isle of Servage. So Sir Tristram
was well eased; then one told him there was a knight of king Arthur’s
that was wrecked on the rocks. What is his name? said Sir Tristram. We
wot not, said the fishers, but he keepeth it no counsel but that he is
a knight of king Arthur’s, and by the mighty lord of this isle he
setteth nought by. I pray you, said Sir Tristram, and ye may bring him
hither that I may see him; and if he be any of the knights of Arthur’s
I shall know him. Then the lady prayed the fishers to bring him to her
place. So, on the morrow they brought him thither in a fisher’s
raiment. And as soon as Sir Tristram saw him he smiled upon him and
knew him well, but he knew not Sir Tristram. Fair knight, said Sir
Tristram, me seemeth by your cheer ye have been diseased but late, and
also me thinketh I should know you heretofore. I will well, said Sir
Lamorak, that ye have seen me and met with me. Fair sir, said Sir
Tristram, tell me your name. Upon a covenant I will tell you, said Sir
Lamorak, that is, that ye will tell me whether ye be lord of this
island or no, that is called Nabon le Noire. For sooth, said Sir
Tristram, I am not he, nor I hold not of him, I am his foe as well ye
be, and so shall I be found or I depart out of this isle. Well, said
Sir Lamorak, since ye have said so largely unto me, my name is Sir
Lamorak de Galis, son unto king Pellinore. For sooth, I trow well, said
Sir Tristram, for, and ye said other, I know the contrary. What are ye,
said Sir Lamorak, that knoweth me? I am Sir Tristram de Liones. Ah,
sir, remember ye not of the fall ye did give me once, and after ye
refused me to fight on foot. That was not for fear I had of you, said
Sir Tristram, but me shamed at that time to have more ado with you, for
me seemed ye had enough; but, Sir Lamorak, for my kindness many ladies
ye put to a reproof, when ye sent the horn from Morgan le Fay to king
Mark, where as ye did this in despite of me. Well, said he, and it were
to do again, so would I do, for I had lever strife and debate fell in
king Mark’s court rather than Arthur’s court, for the honour of both
courts be not alike. As to that, said Sir Tristram, I know well. But
that that was done, it was for despite of me, but all your malice hurt
not greatly. Therefore, said Sir Tristram, ye shall leave all your
malice and so will I, and let us assay how we may win worship between
you and me upon this giant Sir Nabon le Noire, that is lord of this
island, to destroy him. Sir, said Sir Lamorak, now I understand your
knighthood, it may not be false that all men say, for of your bounty,
nobless, and worship, of all knights ye are peerless; and for courtesy
and gentleness I shewed you ungentleness, and that now me repenteth.