{"collection":"Northern European Mythology","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/neu/mart/mart138.htm","path":"neu/mart/mart138.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/neu/mart/mart138.htm","text":"Le Morte d'Arthur BOOK VII CHAPTER XX\n \n Sacred Texts\u00a0\n Legends and Sagas\u00a0\n Index\u00a0\n BOOK VII\u00a0\n Previous\u00a0\n Next\u00a0\n \n \n CHAPTER XX\n \n How Sir Beaumains rode after to rescue his dwarf, and came\n into the castle where he was.\n \n THEN Sir Beaumains put on his helm anon, and buckled his shield,\n and took his horse, and rode after him all that ever he might\n ride through marshes, and fields, and great dales, that many\n times his horse and he plunged over the head in deep mires, for\n he knew not the way, but took the gainest way in that woodness,\n that many times he was like to perish. And at the last him\n happened to come to a fair green way, and there he met with a\n poor man of the country, whom he saluted and asked him whether he\n met not with a knight upon a black horse and all black harness, a\n little dwarf sitting behind him with heavy cheer. Sir, said the\n poor man, here by me came Sir Gringamore the knight, with such a\n dwarf mourning as ye say; and <245>therefore I rede you not\n follow him, for he is one of the periloust knights of the world,\n and his castle is here nigh hand but two mile; therefore we\n advise you ride not after Sir Gringamore, but if ye owe him good\n will.\n \n So leave we Sir Beaumains riding toward the castle, and speak we\n of Sir Gringamore and the dwarf. Anon as the dwarf was come to\n the castle, Dame Lionesse and Dame Linet her sister, asked the\n dwarf where was his master born, and of what lineage he was come. \n And but if thou tell me, said Dame Lionesse, thou shalt never\n escape this castle, but ever here to be prisoner. As for that,\n said the dwarf, I fear not greatly to tell his name and of what\n kin he is come. Wit you well he is a king's son, and his mother\n is sister to King Arthur, and he is brother to the good knight\n Sir Gawaine, and his name is Sir Gareth of Orkney. And now I\n have told you his right name, I pray you, fair lady, let me go to\n my lord again, for he will never out of this country until that\n he have me again. And if he be angry he will do much harm or\n that he be stint, and work you wrack in this country. As for\n that threatening, said Sir Gringamore, be it as it be may, we\n will go to dinner. And so they washed and went to meat, and made\n them merry and well at ease, and because the Lady Lionesse of the\n castle was there, they made great joy. Truly, madam, said Linet\n unto her sister, well may he be a king's son, for he hath many\n good tatches on him, for he is courteous and mild, and the most\n suffering man that ever I met withal. For I dare say there was\n never gentlewoman reviled man in so foul a manner as I have\n rebuked him; and at all times he gave me goodly and meek answers\n again.\n \n And as they sat thus talking, there came Sir Gareth in at the\n gate with an angry countenance, and his sword drawn in his hand,\n and cried aloud that all the castle might hear it, saying: Thou\n traitor, Sir Gringamore, deliver me my dwarf again, or by the\n faith that I owe to the order of knighthood, I shall do thee all\n the harm that I can. Then Sir Gringamore looked out at a window\n and said, Sir <246>Gareth of Orkney, leave thy boasting words,\n for thou gettest not thy dwarf again. Thou coward knight, said\n Sir Gareth, bring him with thee, and come and do battle with me,\n and win him and take him. So will I do, said Sir Gringamore, an\n me list, but for all thy great words thou gettest him not. Ah!\n fair brother, said Dame Lionesse, I would he had his dwarf again,\n for I would he were not wroth, for now he hath told me all my\n desire I keep no more of the dwarf. And also, brother, he hath\n done much for me, and delivered me from the Red Knight of the Red\n Launds, and therefore, brother, I owe him my service afore all\n knights living. And wit ye well that I love him before all\n other, and full fain I would speak with him. But in nowise I\n would that he wist what I were, but that I were another strange\n lady.\n \n Well, said Sir Gringamore, sithen I know now your will, I will\n obey now unto him. And right therewithal he went down unto Sir\n Gareth, and said: Sir, I cry you mercy, and all that I have\n misdone I will amend it at your will. And therefore I pray you\n that ye would alight, and take such cheer as I can make you in\n this castle. Shall I have my dwarf? said Sir Gareth. Yea, sir,\n and all the pleasaunce that I can make you, for as soon as your\n dwarf told me what ye were and of what blood ye are come, and\n what noble deeds ye have done in these marches, then I repented\n of my deeds. And then Sir Gareth alighted, and there came his\n dwarf and took his horse. O my fellow, said Sir Gareth, I have\n had many adventures for thy sake. And so Sir Gringamore took him\n by the hand and led him into the hall where his own wife was.\n \n \n \n <247>","title":"Le Morte d'Arthur BOOK VII CHAPTER XX","type":"page"}