{"collection":"Northern European Mythology","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/neu/mart/mart256.htm","path":"neu/mart/mart256.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/neu/mart/mart256.htm","text":"CHAPTER XIX\nHow Sir Lamorak jousted with Sir Palomides, and hurt\nhim grievously.\nTHEN Palomides rode fast till he came nigh him. And\nthen he said: Knight, remember ye of the shame ye\ndid to me right now at the castle, therefore dress thee,\nfor I will have ado with thee. Fair knight, said he to\nPalomides, of me ye win no worship, for ye have seen this\nday that I have been travailed sore. As for that, said\nPalomides, I will not let, for wit ye well I will be revenged.\nWell, said the knight, I may happen to endure you. And\ntherewithal he mounted upon his horse, and took a great\nspear in his hand ready for to joust. Nay, said Palomides,\nI will not joust, for I am sure at jousting I get no prize.\nFair knight, said that knight, it would beseem a knight to\njoust and to fight on horseback. Ye shall see what I will\ndo, said Palomides. And therewith he alighted down\nupon foot, and dressed his shield afore him and pulled\nout his sword. Then the Knight with the Red Shield\ndescended down from his horse, and dressed his shield\nafore him, and so he drew out his sword. And then they\ncame together a soft pace, and wonderly they lashed\ntogether passing thick the mountenance of an hour or\never they breathed. Then they traced and traversed, and\nwaxed wonderly wroth, and either behight other death;\nthey hewed so fast with their swords that they cut in down\nhalf their swords and mails, that the bare flesh in some\nplace stood above their harness. And when Sir Palomides\nbeheld his fellow's sword over-hylled with his blood it\ngrieved him sore: some while they foined, some while\nthey struck as wild men. But at the last Sir Palomides\nwaxed faint, because of his first wound that he had at the\ncastle with a spear, for that wound grieved him wonderly\nsore. Fair knight, said Palomides, meseemeth we have\nassayed either other passing sore, and if it may please\nthee, I require thee of thy knighthood tell me thy name.\nSir, said the knight to Palomides, that is me loath to do,\nfor thou hast done me wrong and no knighthood to proffer\nme battle, considering my great travail, but an thou wilt\ntell me thy name I will tell thee mine. Sir, said he, wit\nthou well my name is Palomides. Ah, sir, ye shall understand\nmy name is Sir Lamorak de Galis, son and heir unto\nthe good knight and king, King Pellinore, and Sir Tor,\nthe good knight, is my half brother. When Sir Palomides\nheard him say so he kneeled down and asked mercy, For\noutrageously have I done to you this day; considering\nthe great deeds of arms I have seen you do, shamefully\nand unknightly I have required you to do battle. Ah, Sir\nPalomides, said Sir Lamorak, overmuch have ye done and\nsaid to me. And therewith he embraced him with his\nboth hands, and said: Palomides, the worthy knight, in\nall this land is no better than ye, nor more of prowess,\nand me repenteth sore that we should fight together. So\nit doth not me, said Sir Palomides, and yet am I sorer\nwounded than ye be; but as for that I shall soon thereof\nbe whole. But certainly I would not for the fairest castle\nin this land, but if thou and I had met, for I shall love\nyou the days of my life afore all other knights except my\nbrother, Sir Safere. I say the same, said Sir Lamorak,\nexcept my brother, Sir Tor. Then came Sir Dinadan,\nand he made great joy of Sir Lamorak. Then their\nsquires dressed both their shields and their harness, and\nstopped their wounds. And thereby at a priory they\nrested them all night.","title":"Le Morte d'Arthur BOOK X CHAPTER XIX","type":"page"}