{"collection":"Northern European Mythology","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/neu/mart/mart194.htm","path":"neu/mart/mart194.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/neu/mart/mart194.htm","text":"CHAPTER XLI\nHow Sir Lamorak slew Sir Frol, and of the courteous\nfighting with Sir Belliance his brother.\nTHEN within two or three days Sir Lamorak found a knight at a\nwell sleeping, and his lady sat with him and waked. Right so\ncame Sir Gawaine and took the knight's lady, and set her up\nbehind his squire. So Sir Lamorak rode after Sir Gawaine, and\nsaid: Sir Gawaine, turn again. And then said Sir Gawaine: What\nwill ye do with me? for I am nephew unto King Arthur. Sir, said\nhe, for that cause I will spare you, else that lady should abide\nwith me, or else ye should joust with me. Then Sir Gawaine\nturned him and ran to him that ought the lady, with his spear,\nbut the knight with pure might smote <349>down Sir Gawaine, and\ntook his lady with him. All this Sir Lamorak saw, and said to\nhimself: But I revenge my fellow he will say of me dishonour in\nKing Arthur's court. Then Sir Lamorak returned and proffered\nthat knight to joust. Sir, said he, I am ready. And there they\ncame together with all their might, and there Sir Lamorak smote\nthe knight through both sides that he fell to the earth dead.\nThen that lady rode to that knight's brother that hight Belliance\nle Orgulus, that dwelt fast thereby, and then she told him how\nhis brother was slain. Alas, said he, I will be revenged. And\nso he horsed him, and armed him, and within a while he overtook\nSir Lamorak, and bade him: Turn and leave that lady, for thou\nand I must play a new play; for thou hast slain my brother Sir\nFrol, that was a better knight than ever wert thou. It might\nwell be, said Sir Lamorak, but this day in the field I was found\nthe better. So they rode together, and unhorsed other, and\nturned their shields, and drew their swords, and fought mightily\nas noble knights proved, by the space of two hours. So then Sir\nBelliance prayed him to tell him his name. Sir, said he, my name\nis Sir Lamorak de Galis. Ah, said Sir Belliance, thou art the\nman in the world that I most hate, for I slew my sons for thy\nsake, where I saved thy life, and now thou hast slain my brother\nSir Frol. Alas, how should I be accorded with thee; therefore\ndefend thee, for thou shalt die, there is none other remedy.\nAlas, said Sir Lamorak, full well me ought to know you, for ye\nare the man that most have done for me. And therewithal Sir\nLamorak kneeled down, and besought him of grace. Arise, said Sir\nBelliance, or else thereas thou kneelest I shall slay thee. That\nshall not need, said Sir Lamorak, for I will yield me unto you,\nnot for fear of you, nor for your strength, but your goodness\nmaketh me full loath to have ado with you; wherefore I require\nyou for God's sake, and for the honour of knighthood, forgive me\nall that I have offended unto you. Alas, said Belliance, leave\nthy kneeling, or else I shall slay thee without mercy.\n<350>\nThen they yede again unto battle, and either wounded other, that\nall the ground was bloody thereas they fought. And at the last\nBelliance withdrew him aback and set him down softly upon a\nlittle hill, for he was so faint for bleeding that he might not\nstand. Then Sir Lamorak threw his shield upon his back, and\nasked him what cheer. Well, said Sir Belliance. Ah, Sir, yet\nshall I show you favour in your mal-ease. Ah, Knight Sir\nBelliance, said Sir Lamorak, thou art a fool, for an I had had\nthee at such advantage as thou hast done me, I should slay thee;\nbut thy gentleness is so good and so large, that I must needs\nforgive thee mine evil will. And then Sir Lamorak kneeled down,\nand unlaced first his umberere, and then his own, and then either\nkissed other with weeping tears. Then Sir Lamorak led Sir\nBelliance to an abbey fast by, and there Sir Lamorak would not\ndepart from Belliance till he was whole. And then they sware\ntogether that none of them should never fight against other. So\nSir Lamorak departed and went to the court of King Arthur.\nHere leave we of Sir Lamorak and of Sir Tristram.\nAnd here beginneth the history of La Cote Male Taile.","title":"Le Morte d'Arthur BOOK VIII CHAPTER XLI","type":"page"}