CHAP. XVI.

_How Sir Dinadan told Sir Palamides of the battle between Sir Launcelot

and Sir Tristram._

Now turn we again unto Sir Palamides, how Sir Dinadan comforted him in

all that he might from his great sorrow. What knight are ye? said Sir

Palamides. Sir, I am a knight errant as ye be, that hath sought you

long by your shield. Here is my shield, said Sir Palamides, wit ye

well, and ye will aught therewith, I will defend it. Nay, said Sir

Dinadan, I will not have ado with you but in good manner. And if ye

will ye shall find me soon ready. Sir, said Sir Dinadan, whitherward

ride you this way? By my head, said Sir Palamides, I wot not, but as

fortune leadeth me. Heard ye or saw ye ought of Sir Tristram?—Truly of

Sir Tristram I both heard and saw, and not for then we loved not

inwardly well together, yet at my mischief Sir Tristram rescued me from

my death: and yet or he and I departed, by both our assents we assigned

a day that we should have met at the stony grave that Merlin set beside

Camelot, and there to have done battle together, howbeit I was letted,

said Sir Palamides, that I might not hold my day, the which grieveth me

sore; but I have a large excuse, for I was prisoner with a lord, and

many other more, and that shall Sir Tristram right well understand,

that I brake it not of fear of cowardice. And then Sir Palamides told

Sir Dinadan the same day that they should have met. Truly, said Sir

Dinadan, that same day met Sir Launcelot and Sir Tristram at the same

grave of stone. And there was the most mightiest battle that ever was

seen in this land betwixt two knights, for they fought more than two

hours, and there they both bled so much blood that all men marvelled

that ever they might endure it. And so at the last by both their

assents they were made friends and sworn brethren for ever, and no man

can judge the better knight. And now is Sir Tristram made a knight of

the Round Table, and he sitteth in the siege of the noble knight Sir

Marhaus. By my head, said Sir Palamides, Sir Tristram is far bigger

than Sir Launcelot, and the hardier knight. Have ye assayed them both?

said Sir Dinadan. I have seen Sir Tristram fight, said Sir Palamides,

but never Sir Launcelot to my witting.—But at the fountain where Sir

Launcelot lay on sleep, there with one spear he smote down Sir Tristram

and Sir Palamides, but at that time they knew not either other. Fair

knight, said Sir Dinadan, as for Sir Launcelot and Sir Tristram let

them be, for the worst of them will not be lightly matched of no knight

that I know living. No, said Sir Palamides; but and I had a quarrel to

the better of them both, I would with as good a will fight with him as

with you. Sir, said Sir Dinadan, I require you tell me your name, and

in good faith I shall hold you company till that we come to Camelot,

and there ye shall have great worship now at this great tournament; for

there shall be queen Guenever and La Beale Isoud of Cornwall. Wit you

well, Sir knight, said Sir Palamides, for the love of La Beale Isoud I

will be there, and else not, but I will not have ado in king Arthur’s

court. Sir, said Dinadan, I shall ride with you and do you service, so

ye will tell me your name. Sir knight, ye shall understand that my name

is Sir Palamides, brother to Sir Safere, the good and noble knight, and

Sir Segwarides and I we be Saracens born of father and mother. Sir,

said Sir Dinadan, I thank you much for the telling of your name. For I

am glad of that I know your name, and I promise you by the faith of my

body ye shall not be hurt by me by my will, but rather be advanced. And

thereto will I help you with all my power I promise you, doubt ye not.

And certainly on my life ye shall win great worship in the court of

king Arthur, and be right welcome. So then they dressed on their helms

and put on their shields, and mounted upon their horses, and took the

broad way toward Camelot. And then were they ware of a castle that was

fair and rich, and also passing strong as any was within this realm.

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