 Book 1, chapters 36, 37 of Amadeez of Gaul. This is the LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Amadeez of Gaul by Vasco de Loveira, translated by Robert Stavli. Book 1, chapters 36 and 37. Chapter 36, how Amadeez and Galaur knew of this great treason and took counsel to procure, if they could, the liberty of the king and Oriana. Amadeez and Galaur were within two leagues of London. When they saw Ardan, the dwarf, coming towards them as fast as horse could gallop. Never trust me, quoth Amadeez, if he comes not with the news of some great mishap to seek us. Presently the dwarf came up and related all his tidings and how Oriana was carried away. Holy Mary, help me, cried Amadeez, which way did they take her? By the city is the nearest road. Amadeez immediately spurred his horse and galloped a main towards London, so confounded with the terror of this news that he never spoke a word to Galaur, who followed him full speed. They passed close by the town without stopping a minute. Only Amadeez inquired of all he saw, which way the princes had been taken, but as Gandaline passed under the windows where the queen and her ladies were, the queen called him and threw the king's sword to him, which was the best sword that ever night girded on. Take it to your master, quoth she, and God speed him with it. And tell Galaur that the king went from, hence, with a damsel this morning and has not yet returned, and we know now where she has led him. Gandaline took the sword and rode as fast as he could after Amadeez, who, coming to a brook, missed the bridge in his hurry and forcing the horse to leap, the tired animal fell short into the mud. Then Gandaline came up to him and gave him the sword and the horse, which he himself rode. Presently they turned aside from the road to follow the track of horsemen, and there they saw some woodmen who asked them if they came from London. For if a knight and a damsel be missing there, said they, we have seen an adventure, and then they told them what they had beheld. Who is it that has taken them, quoth Amadeez, for he knew it was Lysuarte by the description. They answered, the damsel who led the knight here called loudly for our Kalaos. Lord God, quoth Amadeez, let me but find that trader. The woodmen then told them how the party had separated and said that one of the five knights who went with the damsel was the biggest knight they had ever seen. Amadeez knew that that was our Kalaos, and bidding Galaor follow where the knight went, he spurred on after Oriana. By sunset the horse could carry him no farther and he being greatly distressed saw a little to the right of the road a knight lying dead and a squire by him holding his horse. Who slew that knight? cried Amadeez. A trader that passed by carrying the fairest damsel in the world by force, and he slew my master only for asking who they were, and here is no one to help me to remove the body. My squire shall help you, give me your master's horse. I promise to give you two better in return. He told Gandaline to follow him after the body was disposed of and galloped on. Towards daybreak he came to a hermitage in a village and asked the hermit if he had seen five knights pass carrying with them two damsels. Do you see Yonder Castle? He replied, my nephew tells me that our Kalaos, the enchanter, is lodged there and with him two fair damsels whom he has taken by violence. By God, the very villain whom I seek, he hath done much evil in this land, replied the hermit. God remove him or mend him. Then Amadeez asked him if he had any barley for his horse and while the horse was feeding inquired who was the lord of the castle. Grumen said the good man, cousin to Dardan, who was slain in Lisuarte's court and therefore the king's enemies put up there. Now God be with you, father, quote Amadeez. I bespeach you remember me in your prayers. Which way to the castle? Amadeez followed the path which the good man had pointed out and came up to it and saw that the wall was high and the towers so strong. He listened and could hear no sound within and that pleased him for he knew that our Kalaos was not gone forth and he rode round and saw that it had only one issue. Then he retired among some crags and dismounting stood holding the bridle and with his eyes fixed upon the gate like one who had no will to sleep. By this the morning broke and he removed farther across the valley to a hill that was well wooded for he feared that if those of the castle saw him they would suspect there were others at hand and therefore not come out. Presently the gate opened and a night came out and went to a high eminence and looked all around then returned into the castle. It was not long before he saw our Kalaos and his four companions come out all well armed and among them Oriana. Ah, God, quoth he, now and forever help me in her defense. They drew near him and he heard Oriana say, Dear friend, I shall never see thee more for I go to my death. The tears came into his eyes. He descended the hill as fast as he could and came after them into a great plain and then cried, Our Kalaos, trade her, it becomes not one like thee to carry away so excellent a lady. Oriana knew the voice and shook all over but our Kalaos and the other ran at him. He took his aim at our Kalaos and bore him right over the cropper then turned his horse and smote at Groomman so that the point and part of the stave of the spear came out at his back and he fell down dead and the spear broke in him. Then he drew the king's sword and laid about with such rage and violence and felt such strength in himself that he thought if the whole plain were full of knights they could not stand before him. We are secured, quoth the damsel of Denmark. It is the fortunate knight. Look at the wonders he performeth. Ah, God, protect thee, dear friend, cried Oriana. None other in the world can save us. The squire who had her in his keeping seen what had passed, cried out, Sertes, I shall not wait till those blows come upon my head which shields and helmets cannot resist. And he put the princes down and rode off full speed. By this Amadees had cut through the arm of another and sent him away howling with the agony of death and he cleft a third down to the neck. The fourth began to fly and Amadees was after him when he heard his lady cry and looking round saw that our Kalaos had mounted again and was dragging her up by the arm. Amadees soon came up to him and lifting up his sword dare not put forth his strength lest he should slay both. But with a half blow he smote him on the shoulder and cut away part of the cuirass and the skin. Then our Kalaos let Oriana fall that he might escape the better. Turn, our Kalaos cried Amadees and see if I be dead as thou has reported. But he in fear of death spurred on and threw his shield from off his neck for speed. The blow made at him just reached his loins with the sword end and fell upon the horse's flank and wounded it so that the beast rode away more furiously. Amadees, I'll bite, he so hated the enchanter did not pursue him further lest he should lose his mistress. He turned towards her and alighted and knelt before her and kissed her hand saying, now let God do with me what he will. I never thought to see you again. She being among the dead was in great terror and could not speak but she embraced him. The damsel of Denmark going to hold his horse saw the sword of our Kalaos on the ground and admiring its beauty gave it to Amadees. But he seeing it was right glad thereof for it was King Perien's sword which had been placed in his cradle and which our Kalaos had taken when he enchanted him. Presently Gandaline came up who had traveled all night long. A joyful man was he seeing how the quest had ended. Amadees then placed Oriana upon the damsel's palfry while Gandaline caught one of the loose horses for the damsel and take her her bridle they left the place of battle. But Amadees as they went along reminded Oriana how she had promised to be his. Hitherto said he, I have known that it was not in your power to show me more favor than you did. But now that you are at full liberty how should I support disappointments without the worst despair that ever destroyed men? Dear friend, quo the she, never for my sake shall you suffer for I am at your will though it be an error and a sin now let it not be so before God. When they had proceeded about three leagues they entered a thick wood and about a leak farther there was a town. Oriana who had not slept a wink since she left her father's house complained of fatigue. Let us rest in that valley said Amadees. There was a brook there and soft herbage. There Amadees took her from her palfry. The noon said he is coming on very hot. Let us sleep here till it be cooler and meantime Gandaline shall go bring us food from the town. He may go replied Oriana but who will give him food? They will give it him for his horse which he may leave and pledge and return on foot. No said Oriana, let him take my ring which was never before so useful and she gave it to Gandaline who as he went by Amadees said to him he who loses a good opportunity sir must wait long before he find another. Oriana laid herself down upon the damsel's cloak while Amadees disarmed of which he had great need and the damsel retired farther among the trees to sleep. Then was his lady in his power nothing lost and the fairest damsel in the world became a woman yet was their love increased thereby as pure and true love always is. When Gandaline returned the damsel prepared the food and though they had neither many serving men nor vessels of gold and silver yet was that a sweet meal upon the green grass in the forest. End of chapter 36. Chapter 37. How Don Galaur delivered King Nisuarte from the captivity to which they were tresturously leading him away. Galaur rode on after the king so fast as his horse could carry him still following the track of the horsemen. About vespers he met a knight who cried out to him wither so fast stop and tell me I have no time quote he by Saint Mary you pass not so tell me or fight me but Galaur still rode on. Set this night cried the stranger you have committed some villainy that you fly so fast defend yourself. Galaur turned as if to meet him in his career but dexterously moved aside so that the knight's horse and his speed carried him a good way on. Ah coward cried the night when at last he turned thou shalt answer me or die and he ran at him full tilt. Again Galaur avoided the encounter and rode on as fast as he could. When the knight saw him far before he said as God shall help me he shall not escape so and knowing the country well he struck across by a nearer way and took possession of a pass. Faint hearted coward quote he choose now of three things fight or turn back or answer me. I like neither reply Galaur and you are discordious if you want to know why I go so fast follow me and see I should lose time in telling you and you would not believe me it is for so great and evil the night answered and God's name then go on and I will follow thee though for these three days. In about half a league's time they saw one night running after his horse and another galloping away from him. He who was with Galaur knew him on foot for he was his cousin and he caught the horse for him and asked him how was this. He replied I was riding along thinking upon you know what when that night yonder gave me such a thrust on my shield that the horse fell upon his knees and threw me. I drew my sword and called to him to do battle but he only cried out remember to answer another time when you're spoken to and so he rode away. By my faith in God let us follow him and see you how I will avenge myself. I cannot set his cousin now for I must keep this night company for three days and then he related what had befallen him with Galaur. Quoth the other, set as either he is the greatest coward in the world or he goes upon some great adventure. I will forego my own vengeance to see the end of this. By this Galaur was far before them for he did not tarry a wit and they rode after him. It was now drawing towards night. Galaur entered a forest and soon lost the track for it was dark so that he knew not which way to take. Then he began to pray to God to guide him that he might be the first to succour the king and thinking that those horsemen might have led the king apart from the road to rest themselves. He went along the bottoms listening everywhere if he might hear them. The night's thinking he had kept the road, rode straight forward about a league till they came through the forest and not seeing him there they imagined he had hidden himself and they turned aside to lodge in the house of a dame hard by. When Galaur had searched the forest throughout and found nothing he resolved to proceed and ascend some eminence the next day to look about. So recovering the road he went on till he came into the open country and there he saw before him in a valley a little fire. Thither he went it was some forgemen and they seeing him come among them in arms took up lances and hatches to defend themselves but he bidding them not fear besought them to give him some barley for his horse. The which they did and he gave the beast his supper. They would have given him also to eat but he would not. Only he lay down to sleep requesting them to wake him before daybreak. The night was two parts gone and Galaur lay down by the fire completely armed. At dawn he rose for he had not slept much for pure fixation and commending them to God he took his leave. His squire had not been able to keep pace with him and thence force he vowed if God prospered him to give his squire the better horse. So he rode to a high hill and from thence began to look all around him. The two cousins had now left the lady's house and it being now day they saw Galaur on the eminence and knowing him by his shield rode towards him. As they drew nigh they saw him descend the hill as fast as horse could carry him. Certa's quoth the one he is flying and concealing himself for some mischief. If I come up with him God never help me if I do not learn from him what he hath deserved. But Galaur thinking nothing of them had just seen ten nights passing astray at the entrance of the forest of whom five rode first and five behind and some unarmed man went in the middle. These he thought to be the villains with the king and went towards them like a man who has devoted his own life to save another. Coming near he saw Lisuarte with a chain about his neck and then with grief and rage that defied danger he ran at the first five exclaiming, ah traitors to your own misfortune have you laid hands upon the best man in the world. The five at the once ran at him. He smote the first so sternly that the wood of his lance appeared through his back and he fell dead. The others smote him with such force that his horse fell upon his knees and one of them drove his spear between Galaur's shield and breastplate. Galaur forced it from him and striking at another with it nailed his leg to the horse and left the broken lance in them. Then putting hand to sword the others all came at him and he defended himself so bravely that everyone wondered how he could bear up against such blows. But being in this great press of danger it pleased God to succour him with the two cousins who were in his pursuit who seeing his great chivalry exclaimed. Of a truth we wrongly called him coward let us go help the best knight in the world. With that they ran full tilt to his assistants like men who knew their business for they had each been errant knights for 10 years and the one was called Ladassin, the sword player and the other Don Gilan, the pensive, the good knight. At this time Galaur had great need of their aid for his helmet was hacked and battered. His harness open in many places and his horse tottering with loss of blood. Yet he felt assured that if his horse did not fail him he should bring it to a good end. But when the two cousins came to his help then he bestirred himself more hopefully for he marveled at their prowess. The load of blows was lightened and he had room for action. When the cousin of Arcalaus saw how things were going for his knights were falling on all sides he ran to Lisuarte to slay him. Those who were with the king had fled and he got from off the palfrey with the chain about his neck and cut up a shield and sword from the ground and received upon the shield a blow that was meant for his death. The sword passed a palms length through the rim of the shield and with its point reaching the head made a slanted wound to the skull but the king smote at his enemy's horse in the face so that the traitor could not repeat the blow and the horse reared and fell back upon the rider. Galaur now on foot for his horse could not move ran to him to smite off his head but the king called out not to slay him. By this the two cousins had made an end of their last enemy and then turning round they knew the king to their great wonder for they knew nothing of what had happened and they took off their helmets and knelt before him. He raised them up saying by my God friends you have secured me in time. Great wrong Don Guilan hath your mistress done me in withdrawing you from my company and for your sake I lose Ladecine also. Guilan was ashamed at these words and his cheeks crimson'd for he loved the Duchess of Bristol and she loved him and the Duke always suspected it was he who had entered his castle when Galaur was there. Galaur had now taken the chain from Lissuarte and fastened it around the cousin of Arcalaos. They took the horses of the dead one for the king and one for Galaur and rode towards London. They halted at the dwelling of Ladecine and there found Galaur's squire and Ardion, the dwarf who thought his master had taken that way. The squire was sent forthwith to inform the queen of Lissuarte's safety. They rested that night and as they set forth on the morning their prisoners confessed how all that had passed had been concerted with Parcinan that he might make himself king of Great Britain which when Lissuarte heard he spurred on in greater haste. End of chapters 36-37 Book 1 chapters 38-40 of Amadeus of Goal. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org recording by Anna Simon. Amadeus of Goal by Vasco de La Bere Translated by Robert Sousy. Book 1 chapter 38 How tidings came to the queen that King Lissuarte was made prisoner and how Parcinan executed his treason and how at last he was overthrown and the king restored to his kingdom. The woodman had carried the news of Lissuarte's imprisonment to London. Immediately there was a great stir in the city. The knights all ran to horse and galloped to his rescue so that the whole plain seemed full of them. King Arben of North Wales was talking with the queen when his squires brought him horse and arms and a page said to him, Arm yourself, sir. What are you doing? There's not a knight of all the king's company except yourself who has not gone full speed to the forest. And why, quoth Arben? Because they say ten knights are carrying away the king prisoner. Holy Mary exclaimed the queen. I always feared this and she fell down in its swan. Arben left her to the care of her ladies, all making loud lamentation and armed himself. As he was mounting he heard a great cry that the tower was taken. Holy Mary, quoth he, we are all betrayed. And then he knew he must not leave the queen. By this time there was such an uproar in the town as if all the people of the world were there. Arben drew up his 200 knights before the queen's palace and sent two of them to discover the cause of the tumult. They went to the tower and saw that Barcelona had got possession of it and was killing some and throwing others from the walls, for he had 600 knights with him besides footmen and the king's knights suspecting nothing had all gone to their master's rescue. The townsmen hearing this ran all armed as they could in haste to the queen's palace and there also Barcelona went that he might take her and get possession of the crown and throne. When he arrived he found Arben ready for defense. Arben, quoth he, you have hitherto been the wisest knight of a young man that has been known. See now that you lose not your wisdom. Why do you say this? cried Arben. Because before five days end, Lizortes head will be sent me and there's no other in this land who can and ought to be king except myself and king I will be. I give you the kingdom of North Wales which now you hold because you are a good knight and wise. So retire now and let me take the crown and throne for whosoever opposes me shall lose his head. Villain and traitor quoth Arben and then began a sharp conflict wherein many were slain which lasted till night for the streets being narrow, but the king of Barcelona could not avail himself of his numbers and king Arben so behaved himself that he that day saved the queen. At night both parties retired. The queen then sent for Arben. He went to her armed as he was and wounded in many places and when he came before her took off his battered helmet. There were five wounds in his face and neck and his countenance was all bloody but it seemed a beautiful face to those who under God thought him their protector. For the queen seeing him wept aloud with great pity. Ah, good nephew, God defend thee, what will become of the king and what will become of us? Of him quoth Arben we shall have good news. For ourselves fear nothing from these traitors. Your vessels who are with me can defend themselves in their great loyalty. But nephew, you are not in a state to bear arms and what can the others do without you? Fear not, lady, so long as life is in me I shall not forsake my arms. Barcelona, who found his people had need of rest, took twenty nights with him in the morning and went to a post which Arben's high steward kept. They at the barrier took their arms to defend themselves but Barcelona cried out that he came to speak with them and make a truce till noon to which Arben, being advised thereof, assented willingly. For the most part of his company had been so heartily handled that they could not bear arms. Barcelona then went to Arben and said he would make a truce for five days. Agreed, said Arben, but provided that you shall not attempt to take anything in the town and that if the king comes we immediately act as he may order us. I grant all this, said Barcelona, that there may be no more battling for I value my own knights and I value you who will be mine sooner than you think. I will tell you how. The king is dead and I have his daughter and will make her my wife. God forsake me then, quoth Arben, if ever thou shalt have truce with me since thou art a partaker in the treason against my leech lord, go and do thy worst. And before night Barcelona made three attacks upon him and was repulsed. Chapter 39 How Amadis came to succour the city of London and what he did there. Meantime Amadis asked Oriana what Arkelaus had said to her. He told me not to grieve, said she, for within 15 days he would make me queen of London and give me Barcelona for my husband to whom he was to give me and my father's head and be made his high steward in return. Holy Mary, quoth Amadis, Barcelona, who seemed such a friend, I fear lest he do injury to the queen. Dear friend, cried Oriana, hasten on. I must to my sorrow, replied Amadis, for else I should have delighted to pass four days here in the forest with you if it had pleased you. Oriana answered, God knows how willingly, but great evil might happen thereby to this land which, if God pleases, will one day be yours and mine. As soon as it was morning, Amadis armed himself and, leading his lady's bridle, rode on as fast as they could towards London. And everywhere they met the knights, five by five and ten by ten, as they were seeking the king. More than a thousand they met and told them which way the king was gone and how Galaur was in quest of him. When they came within five leagues of London, they met Grumadan, the good old knight who had faucet the queen. Twenty of it lineage were with him and they had been all night long scouring the forest. He, seeing Oriana, went towards her, weeping. Oh, God, lady, what a good day with your coming. But what tidings of the king? They told him what they knew and Amadis said to him, take you charge of Oriana and bid all the knights that you shall meet turn back for if numbers can succour him there are already more than enough gone. I must go with all speed to protect the queen. With that he galloped away. At the entrance of the city, he found the squire whom Lizuarte had sent with the news of his deliverance and lured also the state of the city. So entering as privately as he could, he went to Arbonne, who embraced him right joyfully and asked, what news? As good as heart could wish, Quoth Amadis, let us go to the queen. He took with him Lattacin's messenger and kneeling before Bresena, said, lady, this squire has left Lizuarte safe and well and I have left Oriana with your foster, Grumadan. They will soon be here, but I must go to look after Barcinan. He then changed his shield and helmet that he might not be known and bade Arbonne throw down the barriers that the traitors might come freely on, for by God's help they shall pay dearly for their treason. The bearers were thrown down and Barcinan pressed on at the head of his people, thinking that all would now be his for his own men were many and his enemies few and he was eager to seize the queen. The king's party gave back being overpowered. Then Amadis went forth. He had on a rusty helmet and a plain shield hanging from his neck, but he was soon judged to be a good one and he went on making his way through the press and having the good sword of Lizuarte by his side. He forced his way to Barcinan and encountered him, drove his lance through shield and corselet and left the broken spear in him halfway of its iron. Then drew he a sword and smote off the crest and top of his helmet and the scalp of his head, for the sword cut so finely that Amadis could scarce feel the blow he gave. With another stroke he sheared through gun-blood at hand and the sword passing through the bone at wrist fell on the leg and entered in half through. Then Barcinan fell and Amadis turned upon the throng and King Arben so pressed them that they who could escape slaughter ran to the tower and made fast the gates. Amadis finding he could not force entrance readily went back to Barcinan and finding him still alive ordered that he should be carried to the palace and kept till the King's return. Then the strife being over he looked at the bloody sword which he held in his hand. Sword, Quathi, in a happy day was the night-born who shall wield you and Sertas you are well employed for being the best in the world you belong to the noblest King. He then disarmed himself and went to the Queen and Arben was laid in his bed as there was great need for he was sorely wounded. At this time King Lysuarte was hasting to London. Of the nights whom he met some he made turn back others he sent through the valleys and by all roads to recall their comrades from their search. The first whom he met were Agraias and Galvanis and Solinan and Golden and Dynados and Bervas all six together making great moan who when they saw him would have kissed his hand but he joyfully embraced them. Sir said Dynados, the whole city are in quest of you like madman. Nephew replied the King take some of these nights with you and carry my shield that you may be this sooner obeyed and turn back all whom you meet. This Dynados was one of the best nights of the King's lineage and well esteemed among all good nights as well for curches bearing as for his good chivalry and prowess. When they came into the high road to London they fell in with Grumadan, the King's so dear friend who was conducting Oriana home and I tell you their pleasure was exceeding great and the old man told him how Amadis was gone to the Queen's sucker. Presently they heard news what Barcanon had done and how King Arben had defended the city and how by the coming of Amadis all had been ended and the traitor taken. By the time the King reached London there were in his company more than 2,000 nights. When he came to the palace who can tell the joy that was made. Immediately he had the tower surrounded and having made Barcanon and the cousin of Archelaus confess the whole manner of their treason they were both burned inside of their own people who having no provisions neither any remedy in five days came to the King's mercy and he executed just as upon some and pardoned others. Thus ended this treason but it was the cause of much enmity between the countries of Great Britain and San suena for a son of Barcanon who was a good knight came afterwards against Lizorte with a great power. These dangers over the court proceeded as before making great pastimes and festivals as well by night in the town as by day in the fields. On one of those days the lady and her sons arrived before whom Amadis and Galaur had made their covenant with Marasima. They seeing her went honorably to bid her welcome. Friends, said she, you know wherefore I am come. What will you do in this case? Will you not keep your promise for today's the time? In God's name replied Galaur, let us go before the King. Let us go, quoth she. Then coming into the presence the lady made her obeisance and said, Sir, I come here to see these knights perform a covenant which they have made. And then she repeated what they had promised to Marasima, the lady of Gandtasi. Oh, Galaur, cried the King, you have undone me. Galaur answered, better this than to die. If we had been known, all the world could not have saved our lives and now the remedy is easier than you imagine. Brother, remember you have promised to follow my example. Then Galaur, related before the King and all the knights present, by what treachery they had been taken. Sir King, said he, I now forsake you and your company for the sake of Marasima, the lady of Castle Gandtasi. For it is her will to do you this displeasure and whatever others she can for the hatred she bears you. Amadis affirmed what his brother had said. Have we performed our covenant? Then said Galaur to the three witnesses. They answered, yes, truly, you have acquitted your promise. In God's name, quoth Galaur. And now you may return when you please and tell Marasima that she has not made her terms so cunningly as she thought as you may see. Sir, we have kept our covenant with Marasima and forsaken your service, but it was not stipulated how long we were to be out of your service. Therefore we are free to use our own will and freely again enter your service as before. At this, Lysorte was greatly pleased and said to the lady, Sirtis, these knights have fairly acquitted themselves of a promise so treacherously obtained and just it is that they who deceive should be themselves deceived. Tell Marasima that if she hates me, she had it in her power to do me the greatest ill that could happen. But God, who has preserved them from other perils, would not suffer them to perish by such hands. If it please you, sir, said the lady, tell me who these knights are. Amadis and Don Galaur, his brother. What, was Amadis in her power? cried she. Now God be praised that they are safe. For, Sirtis, it had been great misadventure if two such good men had so perished. She'll be ready for pure vexation to inflict the death upon herself which he designed for them. Truly, quat the king, that will be more justly done. So the lady went her way. Chapter 40, how King Lysorte held a courtes which lasted 12 days at which great feastings were made and of the many chiefs and knights who came there. 12 days together did King Lysorte continue his court and, when it broke up, though many knights departed to their own lands, it was a wonder how many remained and, in like manner, many dames and damsels continued to abide with the queen. Among those whom the king received into his company were the cousins Luttersyn and Guyant Depensif, both good knights, but Guyant was the better of the twain for in the whole kingdom of London there was none who surpassed him in worth. But so absent was he that none could enjoy his conversation or company and of this love was the cause and that to a lady who neither loved him nor anything else to such an excess. Her name was Brandalisa, sister to the queen of Sobradisa and married to the Duke of Bristol. The day came whereon that Duke was summoned to appear and answer the appeal of Olivas. The Duke arrived and was courageously by the king received. Sir Quothy, you have summoned me to answer an accusation. He who made it lies and I am ready to quit myself as you shall judge right. Then arose Olivas and with him all the errant knights present. Lysuarta asked why they arose. Grumadan answered, because the Duke threatens all knights errant and therefore we are all concerned. Sir Tos, Quoth the king, a mad war hath he undertaken. There is not in the world a king so mighty or so wise that he could bring a war like that to good issue. But to retire you at present and seek not now to avenge yourselves he shall have full justice. All then withdrew but Olivas who said, the Duke who standeth before you, sir, hath slain my cousin German who never by word or deed gave him occasion of offence. I therefore accuse him as a traitor for this and will either make him confess it or kill him or force him out of the lists. The Duke told him he lied and that he was ready to quit himself. The combat was fixed for the next day for the Duke's two nephews who were to fight on his side were not yet arrived. They came that evening. The Duke made such a count of them that he thought Olivas could not produce their peers. They went before the king. Olivas defied the Duke who demanded battle three to three. Then Don Galvanas, who was at the feet of the king, rose and called his nephew Agais and said to Olivas, friend, we promise to be on your side if need was. Now then, let the battle be. When the Duke saw them, he remembered how they had rescued the damsel whom he would have burned and he was somewhat abashed. They armed themselves and entered the place appointed for such trials. One party through the one gate, the other on the opposite side. From the queen's window Olinda overlooked the lists and seeing Agais about to fight, her heart filled her. Amabilia and Oriana were greatly grieved for the love they bore to him and Galvanas. The lists were cleared. The king withdrew from them and the champions ran their encounter. Agais and his uncle dismounted their enemies and broke both their lances. Olivas made the Duke fall on his horse's neck but received a deep wound himself and the Duke recovered his seat. The Agais rode at him and laid on him a heavy load of blows, heartily hating him for his great discurse and falsehood. But one of the dismounted knights struck at the princess's horse and buried this sword in his flank. The horse fell and the Duke and his nephew both assailed Agais as they lay upon the ground. Don Galvanas, closely busy with his antagonist, saw nothing of this. At that hour all who loved Agais were in great consternation. Amades, yearned to be among them for he greatly feared his cousin's death. The three damsels above were well-nigh desperate and it was pitiful to behold Olinda what she suffered. Howbite Agrais got on his feet and with a good sort of amades which he wielded laid lustily about him. Ah, God! cried Galaur aloud. What does Olivas about this while? Better that he had never borne arms if he fails at a time like this. But Galaur knew not what sore agony Olivas suffered for he had such a wound and bled so fast that it was a wonder how he kept his seat. He saw the peril of Agrais and heaving a deep sigh as one whose heart did not fail him though his strength was failing. He cried, oh, God! Let me help my good friend before my soul depart. And then, feebly as he could, he laid hand to sword and turned upon the Duke and his spirit kept him up. Agrais was now left man to man and he remembered that his lady saw him and they laid on so furiously that his friends trembled lest his strength and breath should fill him. But this was his custom and if his strength had been equal to his great courage he would have been one of the best knights in the world. But even as it was he was right good and of great prowess. And none he had cut through armor and flesh in sundry places and left his foe quivering with death. At the same moment when Olivas, fainting for laws of blood, fell from his horse. The Duke, not seeing how Agrais had fared, turned upon Galvanas. Agrais leapt upon Olivas' horse and rode to his uncle's assistance. He smote the Duke's nephew upon the helmet so that the sword stuck there and, plucking it away, he burst the lasings and left him bare-headed to the wrath of Galvanas while he turned upon the Duke. Presently, Galvanas, having finished his enemy, attacked the Duke on the other side but his horse being wounded fell and bruised him so that man to man were left. Still were all the beholders right glad but, above all, Don Guyan, who hoped to see the Duke slain for the love he bore to his wife. The Duke was flying. Agrais reached the rim of his shield. The sword went in. The Duke threw off the shield from his neck and still fled. Then turned while Agrais was recovering his sword and struck twice at him. The prince, as soon as his weapon was free, requited him with a blow on the left shoulder that went through harness and flesh and bone down to the ribs. The Duke fell but hung in the stirrup and the horse dragged him out of the lists and when he was picked up his head was found dashed to pieces by the horse's heels. Agrais, forthwith, alighted and ran to his uncle and asked how he fared. Bravely, Quoth Galvanas, God be thanked but I am right sorry for Olivas for me thinks he is dead. They then cast the two nephews out of the lists then went to Olivas and found that he had just opened his eyes and was asking to be confessed. Galvanas looked at his wound. Take heart, cried he. It is not in a dangerous place. Sir, replied Olivas. My heart and all my limbs are dying away. I've been sore-wounded here now but never was in such weakness. They had disarmed him and the fresh air was of service and the blood somewhat seized. The king sent a bet were on to remove him and skillful surgeons dressed his wound and said that though it was very deep, by God's help they could heal it. The queens then sent Grumadan to bring Brandalisa to court and with her, her niece, Aldeva. Their ed was done Guillaume, well-pleased and in a month they arrived and were honorably welcomed. So the fame of King Lizorta went abroad and in half a year it was a marvel how many knights came from foreign parts to serve him whom he rewarded bountifully hoping by their aid not only to preserve his own kingdom but to conquer others that in old times had been subject and tributary to Great Britain. End of Section 15. Book 1, Chapter 41 of Amades of Gaul. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Recording by Ted Garvin. Amades of Gaul by Vasco de La Berra. Translated by Robert Salvi. Book 1, Chapter 41. Of the battle which Amades had promised the fair child Briolenia to perform against Abyssaios and his two sons in revenge of her father's death. This history has related to you how Amades promised Briolenia to revenge her father's death and how she gave him a sword and that when in his combat with Ghassianan, he broke the sword. He gave the pieces to Gundaline's care. You showed now here how the battle was performed and what great danger he underwent because of that broken sword. Not from any fault of his own but for the ignorance of his dwarf Ardian. Amades now recollecting that the time was come to perform his promise acquainted Orianna and requested her leave. Though to him it was like dividing his heart from his bosom to leave her and she granted it, albeit with many tears and the sorrow that seemed to presage what evil was about to happen. Amades took the queen's leave for form's sake and departed with Galaur and Agraeus. They had gone about half a league when he asked Gundaline if he had brought the three pieces of the sword which Briolenia had given him and finding he had not made him return and fetch them. The dwarf said he would go for he had nothing to delay him and this was the means whereby Amades and Orianna were both brought into extreme misery neither they nor the dwarf himself being culpable. The dwarf rode back to his master's lodging, found the pieces of the sword, put them in his skirt and was retiring when as he passed the palace he heard himself called. Looking up he saw Orianna and Mabilia who asked him why he had not gone with his master. I said out with him, said he, but returned for this and he showed her the broken sword. What can your master want a broken sword for? Quote Orianna. Because, said the dwarf, he values it more than the two best whole ones for her sake who gave it to him and who is she? The lady for whom he undertakes this combat and though you are daughter to the best king in the world yet fair as you are you would rather win what she has won than possess all your father's lands. What gain so precious hath she made? Perchance she hath gained your master. Yes, she has his whole heart and he remains her night-server. Then, giving his horse the lash, he galloped away, little thinking the wrong he had done. Orianna remained pale as death. She burst into bitter approaches against the falsehood of Almedith and wrung her hands and her heart was so agitated that not a tear did she shed. It was in vain that Mabilia and the damsel of Denmark strove to allay her rage with reasonable words. As passionate women will do she followed her own will which led her to commit so great an error that God's mercy was necessary to repair it. The dwarf rejoined his master and showed him the pieces of his sword, but Almedith asked him no questions and he said nothing of what had passed. Presently they met a damsel who asked whether they were going along this road. I advise you to leave it. Why? Because no knight hath taken it for fifteen days but he hath either been slain or wounded and who hath done all this mischief? Quote Almedith. The best knight in arms that I have ever seen. Damsel, said Agraeus. You must show us this knight. He will show himself so soon as you enter the forest. The damsel then followed them. They looked all around the forest in vain till as they were at the other side thereof they saw a knight of good stature completely armed on a roan horse holding a lance and a squire by him with four other lances. He, speaking to a squire, the man laid the lances against a tree and came up to the knights. Sirs, your knight sends to inform you that he hath kept this forest for fifteen days against all knights' errands with fair fortune and for the pleasure of the joust hath yet stayed a day and a half longer than his time appointed. He says that if it pleases you to joust with them he is ready, but there shall be no sword combat for in that he hath done much evil against his own will and will avoid it henceforth if he can. Agraeus had taken his helm and thrown his shield round his neck while the squire was speaking. Tell him to defend himself, quoth he. They ran their race, their spears break and Agraeus was dismounted and his horse ran loose whereof he was greatly ashamed. Galaur took his arms to avenge him. The lances were broken. Their bodies met with such force that Galaur's horse, being the weaker and more weary, fell and threw him and then ran away. Amadeus, seeing this, blessed himself. In truth, said he, the knight may well be praised for he hath proved himself against two of the best in the world, but as he went on to take his turn he found Galaur on foot with his sword in hand to find the knight to battle, but the knight laughed at him as Amadeus said, brother, do not chafe yourself. It was the covenant that there should be no sword battle. Then he bade the stranger defend himself and they ran at each other. Their spears flew up in splinters. They came against each other, shield and helmet. The horse fell with Amadeus and the horse broke his shoulder. The knight of the force was dismounted but he held the reins and lightly took the saddle again. Quoth Amadeus, you must joust again for this encounter was equal. We both fell. I do not choose to joust against, said he. Amadeus replied, knight, you do me wrong. Write yourself when you can, said the other. I am bound no farther as I sent to tell you. And then he gapped away through the forest. Amadeus slept upon Gandaline's horse and told his companions to follow him as fast as they could to find that knight for they were all greatly abashed. Quoth the damsel, it will be a foolish quest. All the knights of King Lucerte's household would fail to find him without a guide. My friends said, Galaur, be like you know who he is and where to be found. If I do, quoth she, I mean not to tell you for I would bring no harm to so good a man. Ah, damsel, said Galaur, by the faith you owe to God and by the thing in the world which you love best, tell me what you know of him. She answered, I care not for these conjurines and I will not discover him for nothing. Ask what you will, quoth Amadeus. Tell me your name and promise me each a boon hereafter when I shall demand it. They in their earnestness promised. When she heard the name of Amadeus she exclaimed, God be praised for I was seeking you and wherefore you shall know when it is time. But tell me, have you forgot your promise to the daughter of the king of Sobreesa who let the loose alliance to save you? I am now going, replied Amadeus, to perform the battle. Why then, quoth she, would you turn astray to follow this knight who is not so easy to find as you imagine when your day is appointed for the combat? She says, true, Sir Brother, said Galore, go you with a grayess upon this business. I will follow the knight with a stampzel for I shall never have joy till I find him and I will join you in time for the battle if it be possible. In God's name, cried Amadeus, but tell us, stampzel, the name of the knight. I know it not, yet once I was a month with him and saw never else such deeds of arms. But I can show where he is to be found. Then Galore departed with her. Amadeus and a grayess proceeded till they came to the castle of Torrin, the dwelling of that fair young stampzel, who was now grown so beautiful that she had appeared like a bright star. What think you of her, said Amadeus? A grayess answered. If her maker designed to make her beautiful, he has most perfectly accomplished his will. They were disarmed and mantles given them and they were conducted into the hall. But when Briollania saw Amadeus how young he was, or he was not yet twenty, and how beautiful, for even the scars in his face became him, and of what fair renown he was, she thought him the best knight in the world, and greatly affected him. So that when by his help she had recovered her kingdom, she would have given him herself and that. But Amadeus told her right loyally how he was another's. CHAPTER 42 How Don Galore went with the stampzel in quest of the knight, who had overthrown them till he did battle with him. Four days Galore rode with the stampzel, and so wrathful was he for this fall that whatever knight countered him in that time felt the effects, and many were slain for the act of another. At length they saw a fair fortress built above a veil. The stampzel told him there was no other place near where he could lodge that night, and they made it up to it. At the gate they found many men and dames and stampzels so that it seemed to be the house of a good man, and among them was a knight of seventy years, with a cloak of scarlet skin, who courtiously bade them welcome. Sir, quoth Galore, you welcome us so well, that though we found another host, we would not leave your hospitality. Then more they led into a hall, and supper was given them right honorably. And when the cloths were removed, the old knight went to Galore and asked him if the stampzel was to be his bedfellow. He replied, no, and two damesels then conducted her to her chamber, while he was shown a rich bed for himself. Here rest yourself, said his host. God knows the pleasure I have in entertaining you, and all errant knights, for I myself have been one, and have two sons who are the like, but both now are badly wounded, for there came by a knight who dismounted them both, and they greatly ashamed of their foil wrote after him, and came up to him by a river as he was about to cross it in a boat. And they would have made him do battle with the sword, since they knew how he could joust. The knight who was in haste would have declined the battle, but my sons prevented him from entering the boat. A lady who was in the boat then said to them that they were discourteous in detaining her knight against her will. But they said, he must need to do battle. Let it be then, said the lady, that he shall fight with the better of you twain, and if he shall conquer him, that shall suffice. Not so, they answered. If one failed, the other would prove his fortune. The knight then grew angry and cried, come both, since you will not let me proceed, and one after the other he sent them from their horses, utterly confounded, then crossed the river and went on his way. I went afterwards to bring home my sons, for they were sorely wounded. You shall see with what wounds, such as never before were given by any knight. He then sent for the armor which they had worn, and it was so cut through with the sword that Galore greatly marveled, and asked what arms the knight bore. Over a million sheild with two gray lions, and another on his helmet, and he rides a roan horse. Know you who he is? cried Galore. No, said the old knight. It is the same knight whom I am seeking, quoth Galore, and if I find him, I will avenge your two sons and myself, or die. So friend, quoth his horse, I would counsel you to forbear the attempt, for as for what my sons have suffered, they brought it on themselves, and then he bade him good night. The next morning Galore and his guide departed. They crossed the river in the boat, and proceeding about five leagues came to a fortress. Wait for me a little, said the damsel. I will be here presently, and she entered the castle. Presently she returned, bringing with her another damsel, and ten knights on horseback. And that other damsel, who was passing fair, said to Galore, Sir, my cousin tells me you are in quest of the night who bears two gray lions and a vermilion shield, that you may know who he is, but I shall tell you that you cannot learn by force, for there is no knight like him in all the islands, and he will neither tell you nor any other for three years unless it be forced from him. Damsel, said Galore, I shall not cease my inquiry, and would rather learn his name by force than by other means. Since that be so, said she, within three days I will bring you to him at my cousin's request. They set forth, and by Vespers' time came to an arm of the sea that clipped round an island, so that there was full three leagues of water to cross. A bark was ready at the harbor, but before they entered it, an oath was demanded, that there was only one knight in company. Why is this oath required, said Galore? The damsel replied, the lady of the island will have it so, when one knight has crossed over, no other is suffered to come to the first return, or is slain. Who is that kills or conquers them? The knight whom you are seeking. He has been here half a year, and by this occasion, attorney was held here by the lady of the island and another dame of great beauty. This knight came hither from a foreign land, and being on her side won the victory, whereat she was so pleased that she never rested till she had won him for her paramour. But because he is desirous of seeking adventures, the lady, to detain him with her, invites knights to joust against him. If by chance they are slain, they are there in turn, otherwise they are sent back, and he gives their arms and horses to his mistress. She is a full fairy lady, and her name is Corisanda. The island is called Gravisanda. How came he, said Galore, to keep the forest? It was a boon asked of him by a damsel, said she, though his mistress hardly permitted him to perform it. By this they had reached the island. The knight was some way advanced, but it was clear moonlight. The damsel had two tents pitched beside a little brook, and there they supped, and rest till the morning. Galore would faint have the share of the damsel's tent, but to that, albeit, she thought him the fairest of all knights, and much delighted in his conversation, she would not consent. In the morning they set forward, and he asked his guide if he she knew the knight's name. Neither man nor woman in all this land know it, except his mistress. Then was Galore, the more curious, that one of such worth and arms should so conceal himself. Presently they saw a castle on a height, surrounded for a league on all sides by a rich plain. In that castle, quote the damsel, is he whom you seek. Having advanced farther, they found a stone, pillar curiously wrought, and a horn upon it. Sound that horn, said she, and you shall presently see the knight. Galore blew the horn, and forthwith there came certain men from the castle, and pitched a tent in the meadow before the gate, and then there issued out ten dams and damsels, and in the midst of them one richly clad, who was the lady of the rest. Why does the knight, Terry, quote Galore, who saw all this, the damsel answered, he will not come till the lady sinned for him? I beseech you then, said he, go to her and request her to summon him, for I have much to do elsewhere and cannot Terry. When the lady heard this errand, watch, cried she, holds he our knight so cheap that he already thinks of doing odd elsewhere, he will depart sooner than he thinks, and more to his cost. Then she turned to her man, go, call the strange knight. Anon he came from the castle, armed in a foot. His men led his horse and carried his shield and lance and helmet, and he went straight to his mistress. You see a foolish knight yonder, said she, who thinks lightly to take his leave of you. I desire you would make him know his foolishness, and then she embraced and kissed him. All this made Galore the more angry. The knight mounted, and slowly rode down to the height. Galore was ready as soon as he saw him in the level, and made him defend himself. They ran at each other, both lances were broken, both shields pierced, both knights deeply wounded. Don Galore drew his sword. The stranger said to him, knight, by the faith you owe to God, and to the thing you love best, let us joust once more. You can jury me so, said Galore, that I will do it, but I am sorry my horse is not so good as yours, else we would joust to one of his fell, or till all your lances were broken. The knight made no answer, but called to his squire for two lances, and sent the one to Galore. Again they encountered, Galore's horse came to his knees and tottered, and was almost down. The stranger lost both of his stirrups, and was feigned to hold round the neck of his horse. Galore spurred up his, and had now soared in hand. There at the stranger, somewhat abashed, exclaimed, you are a desirous to do combat with a sword. Certes, I fear it rather for you than for myself. If you do not believe me, you shall see. Do your worst, Quoth Galore. I will either die, or revenge those whom you left in the forest. Then the stranger recollected that it was he who had defied him on foot, and he answered in angrily, revenge yourself if you can, but I rather think you will carry back one shame upon another. The ladies, seeing how gallantly they had adjusted, thought they would then have accorded, but when they saw the sword battle, they were greatly amazed at the fury which it was begun. Such mortal blows they gave each other, that the head was often made to bow upon the breast, and the steel arches of the helmets were cut through, and their trappings, and the sword went through the linings and was felled upon the head, and the field was strewn with the fragments of their shields and their broken mail. This continued long, till each wondered that his antagonists could hold out. Galore's horse at last began to fail him, and could scarcely move, whereas he waxed exceedingly wroth, thinking that only this delayed his victory, for the stranger could lightly come on, and withdraw again from his blows. Galore, when indeed he did reach him, made him feel the sword, but his horse tottered as if he had been blind, and he began to fear his own death more than he had ever done before in any battle, saving that with his brother Amadeus, for from that he never expected to leave off alive. Next to Amadeus, he thought this the best night he had ever encountered, albeit he doubted not of conquering him, were it not for the fault of his horse. Being in the strait, he called out, Night, either finish the battle on foot, or give me another horse, or else I will slay yours, and that villainy will be your fault. Do your worst, replied the stranger. The battle shall not be delayed. It is a great shame that it hath lasted so long. Look to your horse then, quoth Galore. The night rode close to him, fearing for his horse, so close that Galore caught him with both arms, and at the same instant spurred his own horse violently, and they both fell upon the ground, each holding his sword. And there they struggled for some time before they released each other. But when they arose, they attacked again so furiously as if the battle were but then beginning. There was not a moment's respite, now that they could freely close or strike. As the fight continued, Galore perceived he was getting the better, for his enemy's strength evidently weakened. Good night, quoth he, hold awhile, were at the other paused, being indeed in need of rest. You see, quoth Galore, that I have the better of the battle. Tell me your name, and why you so carefully conceal yourself, and I will quit you from the combat and shall receive great pleasure. But unless you do this, I will not leave you. Certe is, quoth the night, I shall not leave off of these conditions. I never found myself so hardy in any battle as in this, and God forbid that any single knight should ever know me, except to my great honor. Be not rash, cried Galore. By my faith I swear I never to let you go till I know who you are, and why you conceal yourself. God never helped me, quoth the stranger, if ever you learn it from me, I will rather perish in battle than tell it, except to two knights, to whom though I know them not, I neither could nor ought to deny anything. Who are they whom you value so much, quoth Galore? Neither shall you know that, replied the stranger, because it seems that it would please you. Certe's, rejoined Galore, I will know when I ask, or one of us, or both shall die. I am not averse to that, quoth his enemy. Then they renewed the combat with full fury, but the stranger waxed weaker. His armor was everywhere, laid open and streaming with blood, till at last the lady of the island ran like one frantic tickle galore, and cried, hold night, what the bark had sunk that brought thee hither. That lady said he, if it offends you that I am avenging myself, and one who is better than myself, the fault is not mine. Offer him no more harm, quoth she, or you shall die by the hands of one who will have no mercy. He answered, I know not how that may turn out, but I will not leave him till I know what he, I have asked. What is that? His name, and why he conceals it, and who the two knights are, whom he steams above the rest of the world. She answered, a curse upon him who taught you to strike, and upon you who have learned so well. I will tell you, his name is Don Florestan. He conceals himself because he has two brothers in this land of such passing worth and arms, that albeit you have proved his prowess, he dares not make himself known to them, till by his fame he is worthy to join them. And these two knights are in the household of Don Lissuerte. The one is called Amides, the other Don Galore, and they are all three sons of King Perion. Holy Mary cried Galore, what have I done? And then he presented his sword to Florestan. Good brother, take my sword, and the honor of the battle. Are you my brother? I am your brother Don Galore. Then Florestan fell on his knees before him, saying, Sir, pardon me, for this offense that I have committed in combating against you was caused by no other reason than that I dares not name myself your brother, as I am, till I had somewhat resembled you in prowess. Galore raised him up and took him in his arms and wept over him for joy, and for sorrow to seem so sorely wounded. But the lady beholding all this was greatly rejoiced. Sir, quoth she, if you give me great anguish, you have repaid it with double pleasure. They were then both carried into the castle and laid in bed, both in one apartment, and Corisanda, being skilful and chirrogic, looked to their wounds herself with great care. For she knew that if the one died, the other would die also for pure sorrow, and her own life would be doubtful if Florestan were in great danger. End of chapter 42. Recording by Ted Garvin. Book one, chapter 41 of A Might Use of Gaul. This is a LibriVox recording. All LibriVox recordings are in the public domain. For more information or to volunteer, please visit LibriVox.org. Recording by Ted Garvin. A Might Use of Gaul by Vasco de la Verra. Translated by Robert Salvi. Book one, chapter 43. Showing how Don Florestan was the son of King Perion by a fairer damsel, daughter to the Count of Salandia. This valiant and hearty knight, Don Florestan, you should know how and in what land he was begotten, and by whom. Know then that when King Perion, being a young man of good heart, sought adventures, he passed two years in Germany, doing great deeds and arms, and as he was returning with great glory to his own land, he lodged one day with the Count of Salandia, where he was right worshipfully entertained, and at night he was shunned to a rich bed, and there, being weary with his journey, fell asleep. There along he fell a damsel embracing him, and her mouth joined to his, and waking there at was drawing back, but she cried out, How is this, sir? Would you rather be alone in the bed? The king then looked at her by his chamber light and saw the fairest woman that ever he saw. Tell me, quote he, who you are. She answered, one that loves you and gives you her love. First tell me your name. Why do you distress me with a question? I must know. I am the Count's daughter. Then the king said, it becomes not a woman of your rank to commit this folly. I tell you, I will not do this wrong to your father. Ah, quote she, ill-betide those who praise your goodness. You are the worst man in the world, and the most discourteous. What goodness can there be in you when you thrust away a fair lady of such lineage? King Perion answered, I shall do that, which is to your honor and my own, not what would injure both. Then, quote she, I will do that, which shall grieve my father more than if you consent to my will. And she leapt up and took King Perion's sword, that same sword which was laying in the ark with Amadeus, and then sheathed it, and placed the point against her heart. Will not my father grieve more for my death? When the king saw that, he was greatly astonished, and he sprang from the bed, crying, hold, I will perform your will. And he snatched the sword from her, and that night she became pregnant. On the morrow, Perion departed, and never saw her more. She, so long as she could, concealed her situation, and when the time drew nigh, contrived to go visit her aunt, with one damsel. But as she was passing through a forest, her pains came on her, and she alighted from her palfry, and there brought forth the sun. The damsel, seeing her in this plight, put the baby to her breast. Now, lady, said she, the same courage that you showed in sinning, show now in supporting yourself till I return. And then she mounted her palfry, and rode on as fast as she could to the aunt's castle, and told her all that had happened. The dame was greatly troubled, yet delayed not for that to succor her, but went forthwith with a litter, wherein she used to visit her brother to shade her from the sun. And when she saw her niece, she alighted, and wept with her, and had her placed with the infant in the litter, and taken by night into the castle, and enjoined secrecy to all who were with her. So the mother returned after her recovery to the count's castle, and nothing was known of what had passed. And the boy was educated till he was of 18 years, a braver youth, and better limb than any other in the district. And the dame, his aunt, seeing this, gave him horse and arms, and took him to the count to night him, who knew not that he whom he was nighting was his own grandson. As they were returning, the dame told him the secret of his birth, and said he ought to go seek his father and make himself known to him. Sir Taze, lady, quote he, I have often heard of King Perion, but never thought he was my father. But by the faith I owe to God, and to you who have brought me up, neither he nor anyone else shall know who I am, till they can say that I am worthy to be the son of so good a man. Then taking his leave, he went with two squires to Constantinople, where he heard there was a cruel war. There he remained four years, and did such deeds and arms as never night had wrought before in those parts, so that at the end of that time he determined to go and discover himself to his father. But as he drew nearer France, he heard the fame of Amadeus and Galore, who were now beginning to work wonders, so that he changed his first intention and resolved to gain more honor in Great Britain, where there were more good nights than in any part of the world, and that he would not make himself known till his prowess had given him sufficient renown, in which mind he continued till his combat with Galore, as you have heard. Amadeus and Agraeus remained five days at the castle of Torion. Then all things being prepared, beset four with Briollania and her aunt, who took with them two damsels and five serving men, on horseback and three palfories laden with apparel, for Briollania went in black and wore nothing else till her father's death was avenged. As they began their journey, Briollania requested a boon of Amadeus, and her aunt, another of Agraeus, the witch they granted without knowing what it might be. They then demanded that let what would happen, the knights should not leave the road, that so their present quest might not be interrupted. Much did they repent their promise, and great shame did they endure thereby, for in many places was their sucker needed, and rightly might they have bestowed themselves if they had been at liberty. Thus they traveled twelve days before they entered the kingdom of Sobradesa. It was night when they reached it, they left the high road, and struck by a byway for three leagues. And then, great part of the night being passed, they came to a little castle, where a lady dwelt named Galumba, who had served in the court of the king, Briollania's father. She right joyfully admitted them, and set supper before them, and provided their knights entertainment, and the next morning asked the aunt whether they were going. A joyful woman was she, hearing that those knights were going to revenge her master's death. But I fear, said she, lest that traitor should destroy them by some deceit. For that reason, said the old lady, it might come to consult with you. Leave it to me, Quoth Galumba. Then she took ink and parchment, and wrote a letter, and sealed it with Briollania's seal, and gave it to a damsel, and directed her what she should do. The damsel mounted her palfrey, and rode on till she came to the great city of Sobradesa, from whence the whole kingdom took its name. She went directly to the palace of Biseos, and rode through the gate, being richly apparel'd. The knights came around to assist her to dismount, but she said no, she would not alight till the king saw her, and commanded her so to do. They then took her bridle, and let her into a hall where the king was, with his sons and many other knights. And he bade her alight if she had anything to say. She answered, I will, sir, on condition that you protect me, and that I shall suffer no injury for anything that I may say against you, or against any other here. The king assured her that she should be under his protection and royal faith, and bade her deliver what she was come to say. Upon that she alighted, and said, sir, I bring a message which must be delivered in the presence of all the chiefs of your realm. Summon them, and it shall be made known. Quote at Biseos, it is as you would wish. They are already in my court, and have been assembled on business these six days. Call them together, said she. Forthwith they were summoned, and being all met, the damsel then said, King Brealania, she whom you disinherited, sends you this letter, to be read before this assembly. When Biseos heard the name of his niece, he was touched with shame, and remembering the wrong he had wrought her, yet the letter was openly read, which was to give credit to the damsel's words. To this he only replied, that they were not to believe what the damsel might say on Brealania's behalf. But the people of the realm who were there present were moved with great compassion at the name of their lawful lady, who was so unjustly dispossessed, and they besought God secretly that he would no longer suffer so great a treason to remain unpunished. Give your errand, quote the king. Sir King, said the damsel, it is true that you killed the father of Brealania, and have disinherited her of her kingdom, and you have often declared that you and your sons would justify what you have done by force of arms. Brealania now sends to say, that if you hold your word, she will bring here two knights who will undertake the battle in her cause, and make you know your treason and great tyranny. When Daira Sion, the eldest of the sons, heard this, he arose in great anger, being of a hot nature, and without his father's permission, replied, damsel, if Brealania has these knights, I promise the combat for myself, and for my father and brother, and if I do not perform this, I promise before all these knights to give my head to her that she may take it in the quiet of her fathers. Certe is Daira Sion, answered the damsel. You answer like a knight of great courage, yet may I doubt your words to proceed from coer, for I see you are enraged. But if you will obtain from the king an assurance of your words, I shall think they proceed from that great worth and hardy-hood which are in you. What would you have, Quothee? Cause the king, she replied, to give our knights assurance that, for any mishap which you may receive in the battle, they shall sustain no injury from any in this land, nor be meddled with all, but by you three. Give them this safe conduct, and they will be here within three days. Daira Sion knelt down before his father. You see, sir, what the damsel requests, and what I have promised, and because my honor is yours, let it be granted. Else they will, without danger, have put us to shame, for we have always avowed that if anyone untainted your deeds, we would justify it in battle. And even without the promise, we ought to accept the defiance, for they tell me these knights are some of King Lissuarte's rash household, whose pride and folly makes them magnify their own worth and despise all others. The king, albeit he felt himself guilty of his brother's murder, and dreaded the battle, yet, because he left his son as he did himself, gave the safe conduct as the damsel had demanded, the hour appointed by the most high being come. The damsel, having accomplished this, said, hold yourselves ready, for tomorrow the knights will be here, and then she mounted her palfrey and departed. Much were the ladies and the knights rejoiced at the success of her embassy. When Amades heard that Dire Sion held them as fools, because they were of King Lissuarte's household, he grew angry and exclaimed, there are those in that household who could easily break his pride, and his head too, but when he had said this, he was ashamed that he had been so mastered by anger. Briollania, who could not keep her eyes off him, observed this, and said, you cannot, sir, either say or do anything against those traitors which they have not deserved, and worse, have pity on me, since you know my father's murder, and my wrongs, my trust is in God and in you. Amades, whose heart was submissed to virtue and all gentleness, moved with pity for that fair damsel, answered, if God be so pleased, lady, I wean that ere tomorrow night your sorrow will be turned into joy. Then Briollania would, for thankfulness, have humbled herself to have kissed his feet, but he drew back abashed, and Agraeus raised her up. They determined to set forward by daybreak, and hear mass at the chapel of the three fountains, which was half a league from sobozisa. That night they made good cheer, and Briollania, who talked much with Amades, was often moved to offer marriage to him, but seeing his frequent reveries and the tears that sometimes fell down his cheeks, which she knew proceeded from no fear in his brave heart, she suspected that he loved elsewhere, and so were framed. At dawn they all departed, and arriving at the three fountains, heard mass from the good hermit, who, hearing wherefore they were on their way, besought God to speed them well in the battle, as he knew their cause was right. There they armed themselves, all saved the head and hands, and so proceeded to the city. Without the walls they found King Abiseos and his sons, and a great company attending them. The people all flocked towards Briollania, whom in their hearts they loved, thinking her their rightful and natural lady. Amades later bridal and uncovered her face, that all might see her how beautiful she was. She was weeping, and the multitude blessed her in their hearts, and prayed that she might now be restored to her rights. Abiseos disassembled a feeling from which neither his ambition nor his wickedness could shield him, and seeing how the people flocked around Briollania, he exclaimed, Fools, I see how you rejoice in her sight, but it is to your honor and safety that a knight like me should protect you, not a weak woman, who in so long a time has only been able to get these two knights for her champions, whom, because they are thus deceitfully brought to their death, or dishonor, I cannot forbear to pity. These words so kindled the indignation of Amades that blood seemed starting from his eyes. He rose in his derp that all might hear him, and answered King Abiseos. I will see how the coming of Briollania troubles you, because you have murdered her father, who was your king and brother. If there be yet virtue enough in you to resign to her, what is her own, I will excuse the battle, that you may have leisure for repentance, that, though you have lost your honor in this world, you may save your soul. Before the king could reply, derisely exclaimed, thou foolish knight of King Lorsarte's court, I never thought I could endure to hear a speech like thine. Come on, and if your heart fails, you cannot fly where I cannot reach you with such a vengeance, that none can behold it without compassion. Arm thyself, traitor, and do battle. Quoth Agraeus, derisely answered, say with thou wilt now, presently I will send thy tongue without thy body to King Lorsarte's court, as a warning to all such fools. Then they armed themselves, and Amades and Agraeus, laced on their helmets, and took their shields and spears, and entered the place which had been of yours, marked out for such trials. Drummies, the second son, who was so good a knight that no two knights of that country could keep the field against him, said to his father, Sir, where you and my brother are present, I might well be excused from speaking, but now I have to act with that strength which I have received from God and you. Leave that knight who has reviled you to me. If I do not slay him with the first lance of thrust, may I never again bear arms. Or if it be his good fortune that the spear does not strike right, the first blow with the sword shall do it. There were many who heard the speech, and did not think it vain boasting. He was of such exceeding strength. Darcyon looked round the list. How is this, quoth he? You are but two. At the heart of the third failed him? Call him to come directly, for we will not tarry. Trouble will not yourself with the third, said Amades. You will presently wish the second away. Now look to your defense. They placed their shields before them, and gave their horses the rain. Drummies ran right at Amades and pierced his shield and broke his lance against his side. But Amades smote him so roughly that the spear went through his shield, and without piercing his breastplate, burst his heart within him, and he fell like the fall of a tower. In God's name cried Ardion the Dwarf, my master's deed is better than his word. The other twain ran at a gray as. He and Darcyon broke their lances upon each other, and both kept their seats. When Abyssaios failed in his course, he saw Dramas on the ground, and in great grief, albeit he did not suppose him to be dead, ran full at Amades and pierced his shield and broke the lance in his arm, so that all thought he could not continue the battle. Well may you think how Breolania fell at that. Her heart sunk, and the sight of her eyes failed her, and without support she would have fallen from her palfry. But he, who was not to be dismayed by such wounds, grasped well that good sword which he had so lately recovered from Archelaus, and struck Abyssaios upon the helm. Through the helm it went, and slanted down the head, and pierced into the shoulder, a slant wound, but so staggering that Abyssaios tottered on his seat, and fell half senseless. Then he of Gaul rode up to Darcyon, who was close engaged with our gray as. Now Darcyon, you had rather the second were absent, than that the third were come. A gray as cried out to him, to hold. Cousin, you have done enough. Leave me this man who has threatened to cut out my tongue. Amadeus did not hear him. He had made a blow which sliced off a part of the shield, and came through the pommel of the saddle to the horse's neck. But Darcyon, as he passed, ran his sword into the belly of Amadeus' horse. The horse instantly ran away, the reins broke in the rider's hand, and Amadeus, seeing that he had no remedy, and that he should be carried out of the list, struck the beast between the ears with his sword, and split his head. The fall bruised him sorely, but he arose and turned to Abyssaos. At this time, a gray as had driven his sword into Darcyon's helmet, so that he could not recover it. Darcyon had forced it from his hand, and was driving at him. A gray as grappled him. They fell together and struggled on the ground. Abyssaos came up, and was lifting the skirts of his armor to thrust his sword into him. Amadeus came up in time. The king was compelled to look to his own safety. He lifted his shield, the blow-dash shield against helmet, and made him real. A gray as and Darcyon had loosed each other. A gray as caught up Darcyon's sword. Darcyon plucked the other from his helm, and ran towards his father. Amadeus saw that a gray as was all bloody from a wound in his neck, and fearing it was mortal, he cried, leave them to me, good cousin, and rest yourself. I have no wound quoth a gray as to keep me from aiding you. See if it be so. Have at them, then, cried Amadeus. But the fear he felt for his cousin gave him such anger that presently his enemies, their armor all hacked, and their flesh too, began to turn here and there disorderly, and with the fear of death. So it continued till the hour of tears, when Abyssaos, seeing death before him, lifted his sword in both hands, and ran desperately at Amadeus, and gave him a blow such as might not be looked for from a man so wounded. It cut away the brim of the helmet, and the shoulder mail, and a part of the flesh with it. Amadeus felt it sorely, and did not delay to give him his wages. He struck his shoulder, and lopped off that arm with which he had murdered his own king and brother. Arm and shoulder he lopped off, and cried out, that arm brought thee by treason to the throne, and it now brings thee to death and to the depths of hell. The king had fallen in the pangs of death. Amadeus looked around him, and saw that a gray as had smitten off the head of Darcyon. Then the people of the land went joyfully to kiss the hand of Brio-Lania, their lady. The conquerors dragged their enemies out of the list. Amadeus, though he was much wounded, would not disarm himself till he knew if there were any to gainsay Brio-Lania's right. But one of the chiefs of the realm, by name Gomen, came before him with a hundred men of his lineage and household, and they declared that they had only endured the usurpation of Abyssaos because they had no remedy. Now God had delivered them. They were in that loyalty and vassalage which they owed to Brio-Lania. Within eight days all the kingdom came joyfully to do homage to her. Amadeus, meanwhile, was laid in bed, and that fair queen never left him but when she went to sleep herself. A gray as, who was dangerously wounded, was put under the care of a skillful man, who suffered none to approach him, that he might not speak, for the wound was in his throat. Chapter 44. How Don Galore and Floristan, going towards the kingdom of Sobradesa, met three damsels at the fountain of the Elm trees. Don Galore and Floristan remained in the castle of Corisanda till their wounds were well healed. Then took they their departure, but Corisanda made such sorrow that it was pitiful to see her, albeit Floristan comforted her and assured her of his speedy return. They crossed to the mainland and proceeded towards Sobradesa, hoping to arrive there before the battle. Brother, quoth Floristan, as they rode along, grant me a boon for courtesy. Sir and good brother, cried Galore, is it a thing that I shall repent? You will not repent, said Floristan. Ask it then, for what I can grant without shame I shall grant with good will. I asked then that you will attempt no combat in this journey till I have tried my fortune. Sir Tays, quoth Galore, I repent. Not so replied Floristan, for if there be any worth in me, it is to your honor as well as to mine. Four days they rode without adventure. On the fifth at evening they came to a tower. A knight, who stood at the court gate, courtiously invited them for the night, and there were they worshipfully entertained. The night their host was a fair knight and a wise, and of goodly stature, but oftentimes he appeared so lost in thought and sadness that the brethren asked each other what it might mean, and Don Galore at last said to him, Sir, me thinks you are not so cheerful as you should be. If your sadness is for any cause, which our aid can remedy, tell us, and we will do your will. Many thanks, replied he of the tower. I believe you would do so like good knights, but my sadness proceeds from the force of love, and I will not tell you more now, for it would be to my own great shame. The hour of sleeping came on, their host went to his apartment, and the brethren remained in a handsome chamber where there were two beds. In the morning he rode to bear them company, but unarmed, and that he might see whether they were such in arms as their appearance bespoke them. He led them not along the high road, but through byways, till they came to a place called the Fountain of the Three Elms, for there were three great and lofty elm trees above the fountain. Three fair damsels and well apparelled were by the fountain, and there was a dwarf aloft in the trees. Floristine went first and saluted them gently as a courteous man, and one who had been gently bred. God save you, Sir Knight, quoth the one, if you are as brave as you are handsome, God hath gifted you well. Damsel, he replied, if my beauty pleases you, my courage would please you more if it were put to proof. You answer well, quoth she, see now if your courage be enough to carry me from hence. Sir Tays, quoth Floristine, the little goodness is enough for that, since it is your pleasure, I will do it. He then made his squires place her upon a palfry, which was tied to one of the elms. When the dwarf, who was sitting up in the trees, cried out aloud, come forth, knights, come forth, they are carrying away your mistress. At these words a knight, well armed and on a great horse, came up from the valley and cried out to Floristine, Knight, who bid you lay your hands upon that damsel? I do not think she can be yours, replied Floristine. Seeing of her own will, she desired me to carry her hence. The knight answered, though she consent, I do not, and I have defended her against better than you. I know not how that may be, but unless you act up to your words, carry her away I will. Learn first what the knights of the valley are and how they defend their mistresses. With that they ran at each other and Floristine smote his shield so strongly against his helmet that the laces break and the helmet came off. The knight could not keep his seat, he fell upon his sword and broke it in two. Floristine turned his horse and pointed his lance at him. You are dead unless you yield the damsel. I yield her, quoth he, and cursed be she, and the day wherein I first beheld her, for she made me commit so many follies that at last I have destroyed myself. Floristine left him and went to the damsel, saying, You are mine, you have well won me, quoth she, and may do with me as you please. Let us go then, said he, but one of the other damsels then said to him, Sir Knight, you are parting good company. We have been a year together and it grieves us to be separated, said Floristine. If you choose to go on my company, I will take you also, otherwise you must be separated, for I will not leave so fair a damsel as this. And if she be fair, quoth the damsel, neither do I esteem myself so ugly, but that knight should venture something for me also. But I believe you are not of that temper. What, cried he, think you that I would leave you here for fear, so help me as I would have done, so only to respect your free will, but you shall see. He bade the squire's place her also on her palfery, and the dwarf, who set up a loft, cried out again for help. Presently there came another knight from the valley and said to Floristine, Don Cavalier, you have won one damsel and not content with her, you would carry off another. You must therefore lose both and your head too, for it is not fit that a knight of such degree as you should have in your keeping a damsel of such rank. You praise yourself bountifully, quoth Floristine, yet had I rather have two knights of my kin for my helpers than thee. I neither regard thee nor them, said the knight. You have won this damsel from him who could not defend her. If I conquer thee, she shall be mine. If the victory is yours, you shall take the other whom I defend. Content, quoth Floristine, defend yourself now if you can, said he of the valley, and they ran their encounter. The knight pierced through Floristine's shield and broke his lance against a strong male. Floristine failed in the race, ashamed of that, when the knight had taken from his squire another lance. He ran again and pierced the shield of his antagonist and the arm that held it, and drove him back upon the crupper of his horse. The horse reared and threw him, and the ground being hard, he neither moved hand nor foot. Damsel, said Floristine, you are mine, for me thinks your friend can neither help you nor himself. So it seems, quoth she. Floristine looked at the other damsel, who now remained alone by the fountain, and saw that she was very sad. Damsel, said he, if it please you, I will not leave you alone here. She did not answer him, but said to his host, go from hence I counsel you. You know that these knights are not enough to protect you from him who will presently be here, and if he take you, you are sure to die. I will see what may happen, he answered. My horse is swift, and my tower at hand. Ah, said she, take care of yourself, you are but three, and you unarmed. And you well know that is nothing against him. When Floristine heard this, he became more desirous to carry away that damsel, and see him whom she paraded so greatly. So he had her also placed on her palfry, and the dwarf, who set up a loft, said, Don Cavalier, in an ill hour, are you so bold? Here comes one, he shall take vengeance for all. And then he shouted out, help, help sir, you linger too long. Presently there came another knight from the same valley. His armor was in labor gold, and he rode upon a bay horse, big enough for a giant. Two squires came after him, armed with coarselets and morions like serving men, and each carried a huge battle axe in his hand, in the use of which weapon their master prided himself. He cried out to Floristine, stay, knight, and seek not to fly, for it will not save you, die you must, and it is better die like a brave man than like a coward. When Floristine heard himself threatened, he waxed, wondrous, angry, and cried out, come on, wretch, and rascal, and clumsy fool. So help me, God, as I fear thee no more than a great cowardly beast. Ah, quoth the knight, how it grieves me that I cannot wreak sufficient vengeance upon thee, would that the best four of thy lineage were here, that I might cut off their heads with thine. Protect yourself from one, cried Floristine, you may dispense with the rest. Then, being both greatly incensed, they ran at each other, and the shields and the mails of both were pierced with the violence of the encounter. The large knight lost both his stirrups, and was feigned to save himself by clinging round his horse's neck. Floristine, as he passed on, caught at one of the battleaxes, and plucked it with such force from the squire who held it, that both the man and his horse were brought to the ground. The knight of the valley had recovered his seat, and was ready with the other battleaxe. And Floristine made at him with equal arms. Both struck at once, each on the helmet of his enemy. The axes went in three fingers depth. Floristine bowed his face upon his breast with the weight of the blow. The knight fell upon the neck of his horse, and the axe, being fastened in the other's helmet, slipped from his hand. Before he could raise himself, Floristine smote him as he lay between the helm and gorge, so that his head fell at the horse's feet. This done, he turned to the damsels. Sertes, good night, quoth the first of them. I once thought that not ten such as you could have won us. The young knight, their host, then came up to Floristine, and said, Sir, I love the damsel dearly, and she loves me. It is a year since this knight whom you have slain have forcibly detained her, so that I could not see her. Now that I may receive her from your hands, I beseech you, refuse me not. My host quothed Floristine, Of the truth I will right gladly aid you, if it be as you say, but against her will I will yield her to none. I, sir, cried the damsel. This is with my will. I beseech you, give me to him. He is my true love, Floristine answered. In God's name, dispose of yourself as you like best, as she went joyfully to her true love. Galoar then gave his horse to their friend, and took the bay horse of the dead knight, which was the handsomeness he had ever seen. And then they separated. The two damsels whom Floristine had won, were young and fair. He took the one to himself, and gave the other to Galoar. I give you to this knight, said he, and command you to do as he pleases. What, quoth she, do you give me to this knight, who is not the heart of a woman, who stood by and saw you in such danger, and did not help you? Damsel answered Floristine, by my faith to God and to you, I swear that I give you to the best knight whom I know in the world, except it be Amadeus my lord. The damsel then looked at Galoar, and seeing him so handsome and so young, she marveled at his worth, and granted him her love. That night they had their lodging at the house of a lady, sister to their last night's host. On the morrow they resumed their road, and said to their fair friends, we have a long journey to perform through foreign lands, where you would endure many hardships in following us. Tell us where you would like best to go, and there we will conduct you. They replied that their aunt had a castle for four days' journey on that road, whether they would go. As they proceeded, Galoar asked his damsel how she came into the power of those knights. She answered, that great knight who was slain loved the damsel who went with your host, but she hated him. He took her by force, for he was the best knight in all these parts, and none could gain say him. Yet she would never yield him her love, and he, for the affection he bore her, withheld from offering her any wrong. And he said to her, my fair friend, great reason is it that I should be loved by you, being the best knight in the world. Now I will do this for your sake. There is a knight who is called the best that ever was. I'm a deice of gall by name, and he slew my cousin Dardan, in King Luis Suarte's court. I will find him and cut off his head, and then shall inherit all his renown. So I do this, I will give you two of the fairest damsels in all the land for your companions. And they shall have the two best knights of my lineys for their friends, and you shall every day be taken to the fountain of the three elms, where many errant knights pass, that you may see brave jousting, and learn to love me as I love you. He then took us by force, and gave us to his kinsmen, and thus had we passed a year, till Don Floristan broke the bonds. That knight, Quoth Galore, had a haughty mind. What was his name? Alumes, she answered, and if it had not been for his exceeding pride, he was of great prowess. Thus they proceeded till they reached the ladies' castle, who thankfully entertained them, because they had delivered her nieces from Alumes and the kinsmen, who had forcibly and dishonorably detained them. Galore and Floristan proceeded till they reached the kingdom of Soberesa, and there heard the joyful tidings of what their brother and a grayeus had done. They heads to the city, and went immediately to the palace, where Amadees and his cousin, now whole of their wounds, were conversing with the new queen. Amadees, from the damsel who had guided Galore, knew who they were, and went to welcome Floristan with tears of joy, embracing and kissing him who would have knelt before him. But when Breolania saw a forest that snites in her palace, and recollected how powerful she now was, and how lately she had lived, not without fear, in a single castle, she knelt down and thanked the most high for the mercy he had vouchsafed her. Of a truth serves to see, these changes are the work of him, before whom the mightiest are nothing, but for the dominion and this wealth, which we suffer so much anxiety and trouble to gain, and having gained to keep, would it be better as being neither certain nor durable in themselves, and as things superfluous and destructive to the body, and moreover to the soul, would it be better to reject and abhor them? Certainly I say no, and affirm that when they are gained with a good conscience, and justly administered, we may enjoy from them comfort, and it pleasure and joy in this world, and everlasting glory in the next. Here ends the first book of the Noble and Virtuous Night. I'm Adice of Gaul.