{"collection":"Northern European Mythology","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/neu/mart/mart294.htm","path":"neu/mart/mart294.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/neu/mart/mart294.htm","text":"Le Morte d'Arthur BOOK X CHAPTER LVII\n \n Sacred Texts\u00a0\n Legends and Sagas\u00a0\n Index\u00a0\n BOOK X\u00a0\n Previous\u00a0\n Next\u00a0\n \n \n CHAPTER LVII\n \n How Sir Dinadan met with Sir Tristram, and with jousting\n with Sir Palomides, Sir Dinadan knew him.\n \n \n THEN after that Sir Dinadan departed, and rode his\n way a great pace until he had overtaken Sir Tristram.\n And when Sir Dinadan had overtaken him he knew him\n anon, and he hated the fellowship of him above all other\n knights. Ah, said Sir Dinadan, art thou that coward\n knight that I met with yesterday? keep thee, for thou\n shalt joust with me maugre thy head. Well, said Sir\n Tristram, and I am loath to joust. And so they let their\n horses run, and Sir Tristram missed of him a-purpose,\n and Sir Dinadan brake a spear upon Sir Tristram, and\n therewith Sir Dinadan dressed him to draw out his sword.\n Not so, said Sir Tristram, why are ye so wroth? I will\n not fight. Fie on thee, coward, said Dinadan, thou\n shamest all knights. As for that, said Sir Tristram, I\n care not, for I will wait upon you and be under your\n protection; for because ye are so good a knight ye may\n save me. The devil deliver me of thee, said Sir Dinadan,\n for thou art as goodly a man of arms and of thy person\n as ever I saw, and the most coward that ever I saw.\n What wilt thou do with those great spears that thou\n carriest with thee? I shall give them, said Sir Tristram,\n to some good knight when I come to the tournament;\n and if I see you do best, I shall give them to you.\n \n So thus as they rode talking they saw where came an\n errant knight afore them, that dressed him to joust. Lo,\n said Sir Tristram, yonder is one will joust; now dress\n thee to him. Ah, shame betide thee, said Sir Dinadan.\n Nay, not so, said Tristram, for that knight beseemeth a\n shrew. Then shall I, said Sir Dinadan. And so they\n dressed their shields and their spears, and they met\n together so hard that the other knight smote down Sir\n Dinadan from his horse. Lo, said Sir Tristram, it had\n been better ye had left. Fie on thee, coward, said Sir\n Dinadan. Then Sir Dinadan started up and gat his\n sword in his hand, and proffered to do battle on foot.\n Whether in love or in wrath? said the other knight.\n Let us do battle in love, said Sir Dinadan. What is your\n name, said that knight, I pray you tell me. Wit ye well\n my name is Sir Dinadan. Ah, Dinadan, said that knight,\n and my name is Gareth, the youngest brother unto Sir\n Gawaine. Then either made of other great cheer, for\n this Gareth was the best knight of all the brethren, and\n he proved a good knight. Then they took their horses,\n and there they spake of Sir Tristram, how such a coward\n he was; and every word Sir Tristram heard and laughed\n them to scorn.\n \n Then were they ware where came a knight afore them\n well horsed and well armed, and he made him ready to\n joust. Fair knights, said Sir Tristram, look betwixt you\n who shall joust with yonder knight, for I warn you I will\n not have ado with him. Then shall I, said Sir Gareth.\n And so they encountered together, and there that knight\n smote down Sir Gareth over his horse's croup. How\n now, said Sir Tristram unto Sir Dinadan, dress thee now\n and revenge the good knight Gareth. That shall I not,\n said Sir Dinadan, for he hath stricken down a much\n bigger knight than I am. Ah, said Sir Tristram, now\n Sir Dinadan, I see and feel well your heart faileth you,\n therefore now shall ye see what I shall do. And then Sir\n Tristram hurtled unto that knight, and smote him quite\n from his horse. And when Sir Dinadan saw that, he\n marvelled greatly; and then he deemed that it was Sir\n Tristram.\n \n Then this knight that was on foot pulled out his\n sword to do battle. What is your name? said Sir\n Tristram. Wit ye well, said that knight, my name is\n Sir Palomides. What knight hate ye most? said Sir\n Tristram. Sir knight, said he, I hate Sir Tristram to the\n death, for an I may meet with him the one of us shall die.\n Ye say well, said Sir Tristram, and wit ye well that I am\n Sir Tristram de Liones, and now do your worst. When\n Sir Palomides heard him say so he was astonied. And\n then he said thus: I pray you, Sir Tristram, forgive me\n all mine evil will, and if I live I shall do you service\n above all other knights that be living; and whereas I\n have owed you evil will me sore repenteth. I wot not\n what aileth me, for meseemeth that ye are a good knight,\n and none other knight that named himself a good knight\n should not hate you; therefore I require you, Sir Tristram,\n take no displeasure at mine unkind words. Sir\n Palomides, said Sir Tristram, ye say well, and well I wot\n ye are a good knight, for I have seen ye proved; and\n many great enterprises have ye taken upon you, and well\n achieved them; therefore, said Sir Tristram, an ye have\n any evil will to me, now may ye right it, for I am ready\n at your hand. Not so, my lord Sir Tristram, I will do\n you knightly service in all thing as ye will command.\n And right so I will take you, said Sir Tristram. And so\n they rode forth on their ways talking of many things.\n O my lord Sir Tristram, said Dinadan, foul have ye\n mocked me, for God knoweth I came into this country for\n your sake, and by the advice of my lord Sir Launcelot;\n and yet would not Sir Launcelot tell me the certainty\n of you, where I should find you. Truly, said Sir Tristram,\n Sir Launcelot wist well where I was, for I abode within\n his own castle.","title":"Le Morte d'Arthur BOOK X CHAPTER LVII","type":"page"}