_Of a vision which Sir Bors had that night, and how he fought and
overcame his adversary._
And anon as he was asleep, him befell a vision, that there came to him
two birds, the one as white as a swan, and the other was marvellous
black, but it was not so great as the other, but in the likeness of a
raven. Then the white bird came to him, and said, And thou wouldst give
me meat and serve me, I should give thee all the riches of the world,
and I shall make thee as fair and as white as I am. So the white bird
departed, and there came the black bird to him, and said, And thou wilt
serve me to-morrow, and have me in no despite, though I be black, for
wit thou well that more availeth my blackness, than the other’s
whiteness. And then he departed. And he had another vision: him thought
that he came to a great place, which seemed a chapel, and there he
found a chair set on the left side, which was worm-eaten and feeble.
And on the right hand were two flowers like a lily, and the one would
have taken the other’s whiteness, but a good man parted them, that the
one touched not the other, and then out of every flower came out many
flowers, and fruit great plenty. Then him thought the good man said,
Should not he do great folly, that would let these two flowers perish
for to succour the rotten tree, that it fell not to the earth? Sir,
said he, it seemeth me that this wood might not avail. Now keep thee,
said the good man, that thou never see such adventure befall thee. Then
he awaked and made a sign of the cross in the midst of the forehead,
and so rose and clothed him, and there came the lady of the place, and
she saluted him, and he her again, and so went to a chapel, and heard
their service. And there came a company of knights that the lady had
sent for, to lead Sir Bors unto battle. Then asked he his arms. And
when he was armed, she prayed him to take a little morsel to dine. Nay,
madam, said he, that shall I not do, till I have done my battle, by the
grace of God. And so he lept upon his horse, and departed all the
knights and men with him. And as soon as these two ladies met together,
she which Bors should fight for, complained her, and said, Madam, ye
have done me wrong to bereave me of my lands that king Aniause gave me,
and full loth I am there should be any battle. Ye shall not choose,
said the other lady, or else your knight withdraw him. Then there was
the cry made, which party had the better of those two knights, that
this lady should enjoy all the land. Now departed the one knight here,
and the other there. Then they came together with such force that they
pierced their shields and their hauberks, and the spears flew in
pieces, and they wounded either other sore. Then hurtled they together
so that they fell both to the earth, and their horses betwixt their
legs. And anon they arose, and set hands to their swords, and smote
each one other upon the heads, that they made great wounds and deep,
that the blood went out of their bodies. For there found Sir Bors
greater defence in that knight more than he wend. For that Pridam was a
passing good knight, and he wounded Sir Bors full evil, and he him
again. But ever this Sir Pridam held the stour in like hard. That
perceived Sir Bors, and suffered him till he was nigh attaint, and then
he ran upon him more and more, and the other went back for dread of
death. So in his withdrawing he fell upright, and Sir Bors drew his
helm so strongly that he rent it from his head, and gave him great
strokes with the flat of his sword upon the visage, and bade him yield
him, or he should slay him. Then he cried him mercy, and said, Fair
knight, for God’s love slay me not, and I shall ensure thee never to
war against thy lady, but be alway toward her. Then Bors let him be.
Then the old lady fled with all her knights.