_How there was a day set between Sir Tristram and Sir Palamides for to
fight, and how Sir Tristram was hurt._
Then, said Sir Tristram, I will fight with you unto the uttermost. I
grant, said Palamides, for in a better quarrel keep I never to fight,
for, and I die of your hands, of a better knight’s hands may I not be
slain. And sithen I understand that I shall never rejoice La Beale
Isoud, I have as good will to die as to live. Then set ye a day, said
Sir Tristram, that we shall do battle. This day fifteen days, said
Palamides, will I meet with you here by, in the meadow under Joyous
Gard. Fie for shame, said Sir Tristram, will ye set so long day? let us
fight to-morn. Not so, said Palamides, for I am meagre, and have been
long sick for the love of La Beale Isoud, and therefore I will repose
me till I have my strength again. So then Sir Tristram and Sir
Palamides promised faithfully to meet at the well that day fifteen
days. I am remembered, said Sir Tristram to Palamides, that ye brake me
once a promise when that I rescued you from Breuse Sance Pité and nine
knights, and then ye promised me to meet at the peron and the grave
beside Camelot, whereas at that time ye failed of your promise. Wit you
well, said Palamides unto Sir Tristram, I was at that day in prison, so
that I might not hold my promise. Truly, said Sir Tristram, and ye had
holden your promise, this work had not been here now at this time.
Right so departed Sir Tristram and Sir Palamides. And so Sir Palamides
took his horse and his harness, and he rode unto king Arthur’s court,
and there Sir Palamides gat him four knights and four serjeants of
arms, and so he returned againward unto Joyous Gard. And in the mean
while Sir Tristram chased and hunted at all manner of venery, and about
three days afore the battle should be, as Sir Tristram chased an hart,
there was an archer shot at the hart, and by misfortune he smote Sir
Tristram in the thick of the thigh, and the arrow slew Sir Tristram’s
horse, and hurt him. When Sir Tristram was so hurt, he was passing
heavy, and wit ye well he bled sore. And then he took another horse,
and rode unto Joyous Gard with great heaviness, more for the promise he
had made with Sir Palamides, as to do battle with him within three days
after, than for any hurt of his thigh. Wherefore there was neither man
nor woman that could cheer him with anything that they could make to
him, neither queen La Beale Isoud, for ever he deemed that Sir
Palamides had smitten him so that he should not be able to do battle
with him at the day set.