{"collection":"Northern European Mythology","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/neu/mart/mart122.htm","path":"neu/mart/mart122.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/neu/mart/mart122.htm","text":"CHAPTER IV\nHow Beaumains departed, and how he gat of Sir Kay a\nspear and a shield, and how he jousted with Sir Launcelot.\nBUT there went many after to behold how well he was horsed and\ntrapped in cloth of gold, but he had neither shield nor spear.\nThen Sir Kay said all open in the hall, I will ride after my boy\nin the kitchen, to wit whether he will know me for his better.\nSaid Sir Launcelot and Sir Gawaine, Yet abide at home. So Sir\nKay made him ready and took his horse and his spear, and rode\nafter him. And right as Beaumains overtook the damosel, right so\ncame Sir Kay and said, Beaumains, what, sir, know ye not me?\nThen he turned his horse, and knew it was Sir Kay, that had done\nhim all the despite as ye have heard afore. Yea, said Beaumains,\nI know you for an ungentle knight of the court, and therefore\nbeware of me. Therewith Sir Kay put his spear in the rest, and\nran straight upon him; and Beaumains came as fast upon him with\nhis sword in his hand, and so he put away his spear with his\nsword, and with a foin thrust him through the side, that Sir Kay\nfell down as he had been dead; and he alighted down and took Sir\nKay's shield and his spear, and stert upon his own horse and rode\nhis way.\nAll that saw Sir Launcelot, and so did the damosel. And then he\nbade his dwarf stert upon Sir Kay's horse, and so he did. By\nthat Sir Launcelot was come, then he proffered Sir Launcelot to\njoust; and either made them ready, and they came together so\nfiercely that either bare down other to the earth, and sore were\nthey bruised. Then Sir Launcelot arose and helped him from his\nhorse. And then Beaumains threw his shield from him, and\nproffered to fight with Sir Launcelot on foot; and so they rushed\ntogether like boars, tracing, rasing, and foining to the\nmountenance of an hour; and Sir Launcelot felt him <215>so big\nthat he marvelled of his strength, for he fought more liker a\ngiant than a knight, and that his fighting was durable and\npassing perilous. For Sir Launcelot had so much ado with him\nthat he dreaded himself to be shamed, and said, Beaumains, fight\nnot so sore, your quarrel and mine is not so great but we may\nleave off. Truly that is truth, said Beaumains, but it doth me\ngood to feel your might, and yet, my lord, I showed not the\nutterance.","title":"Le Morte d'Arthur BOOK VII CHAPTER IV","type":"page"}