_How Sir Launcelot was tofore the door of the chamber wherein the holy
Sancgreal was._
Then he enforced him mickle to undo the door. Then he listened, and
heard a voice which sang so sweetly that it seemed none earthly thing;
and him thought the voice said, Joy and honour be to the Father of
Heaven! Then Launcelot kneeled down tofore the chamber, for well wist
he that there was the Sancgreal within that chamber. Then said he, Fair
sweet Father Jesu Christ, if ever I did thing that pleased the Lord,
for thy pity have me not in despite for my sins done aforetime, and
that thou shew me something of that I seek! And with that he saw the
chamber door open, and there came out a great clearness, that the house
was as bright as all the torches of the world had been there. So came
he to the chamber door, and would have entered. And anon a voice said
to him, Flee Launcelot, and enter not, for thou oughtest not to do it:
and if thou enter thou shalt forthink it. Then he withdrew him aback
right heavy. Then looked he up in the midst of the chamber, and saw a
table of silver, and the holy vessel covered with red samite, and many
angels about it, whereof one held a candle of wax burning, and the
other held a cross, and the ornaments of an altar. And before the holy
vessel he saw a good man clothed as a priest, and it seemed that he was
at the sacring of the mass. And it seemed to Launcelot that above the
priest’s hands there were three men, whereof the two put the youngest
by likeness between the priest’s hands, and so he lift it up right
high, and it seemed to shew so to the people. And then Launcelot
marvelled not a little, for him thought that the priest was so greatly
charged of the figure, that him seemed that he should fall to the
earth. And when he saw none about him that would help him, then came he
to the door a great pace, and said, Fair Father Jesu Christ, ne take it
for no sin though I help the good man, which hath great need of help.
Right so entered he into the chamber, and came toward the table of
silver; and when he came nigh he felt a breath that him thought it was
intermeddled with fire, which smote him so sore in the visage that him
thought it burnt his visage; and therewith he fell to the earth, and
had no power to arise, as he that was so araged that had lost the power
of his body, and his hearing, and his saying. Then felt he many hands
about him, which took him up and bare him out of the chamber door,
without any amending of his swoon, and left him there seeming dead to
all people. So upon the morrow, when it was fair day, they within were
arisen, and found Launcelot lying afore the chamber door. All they
marvelled how that he came in. And so they looked upon him, and felt
his pulse, to wit whether there were any life in him; and so they found
life in him, but he might neither stand, nor stir no member that he
had; and so they took him by every part of the body, and bare him into
a chamber, and laid him in a rich bed, far from all folk, and so he lay
four days. Then the one said he was on live, and the other said nay. In
the name of God, said an old man, for I do you verily to wit he is not
dead, but he is so full of life as the mightiest of you all, and
therefore I counsel you that he be well kept till God send him life
again.