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272 pages, Paperback
First published January 1, 1176
They say that once at the Ascension
toward Caerleon King Arthur wended;
his court was sumptuous and splendid.
The writer shall begin the plot
when he held court at Camelot,
as splendid as a king deserved.
The king, with dinner done and served,
did not withdraw from his companions.
The hall was filled with many barons;
together with them was the queen,
and I believe there could be seen
fair, courteous ladies thereamong,
conversant in the Gallic tongue.
A criminal was carted then
through all the streets, and, when he crossed,
his property and rights were lost.
At court no one would hear him hence
or welcome him with deference.
In those days that is what carts meant.
They were so cruel a punishment…
He gave permission, then he set
off until evening, when he met
a maiden, beautiful, and charming,
well-dressed, and polished, and disarming,
proceeding on her way to meet him.
The lovely maid began to greet him,
correct in manners and polite.
“God keep you, maid,” replied the knight,
“both sound of body and of mind.”
She said: “Nearby, sir, you will find
my house prepared for you, well kept,
if you are willing to accept.
I offer it conditionally,
for you must go to bed with me,
and so I offer and present it.”
Without threats, they began to deal
tremendous blows with swords of steel,
like those whose mutual hate is fierce.
So roughly did they tear and pierce
the helms and shining hauberk’s mail,
blood sprang forth in the iron’s trail.
The knights put up a splendid fight,
dealt savage blows with all their might,
and stunned each other with hard clouts.
