. Page, esquire, and knight : a book of chivalry . f the knightsdismounted (that was Gawain) and said, Myson, who art thou, and what wilt thou ? 28 PAGE, ESQUIRE, AND KNIGHT The others sat on their steeds and gazed inamazement at this comely lad so strangelyclad in a goatskin garment with a goatskinhood. Perceval answered : Son am I to the ladythat dwelleth in the forest. Tell me whichone of you all three is the great God ofwhom my mother has told me ? Then Gawain spoke full fair and cour-teously : Nay, nay, my lad, hold us not tobe gods. We are only knights. And what manner of beast may knigh
. Page, esquire, and knight : a book of chivalry . f the knightsdismounted (that was Gawain) and said, Myson, who art thou, and what wilt thou ? 28 PAGE, ESQUIRE, AND KNIGHT The others sat on their steeds and gazed inamazement at this comely lad so strangelyclad in a goatskin garment with a goatskinhood. Perceval answered : Son am I to the ladythat dwelleth in the forest. Tell me whichone of you all three is the great God ofwhom my mother has told me ? Then Gawain spoke full fair and cour-teously : Nay, nay, my lad, hold us not tobe gods. We are only knights. And what manner of beast may knightbe ? quoth Perceval. For of it I have neverheard. Where doth it dwell ? Of a faith I will tell thee truly. T is abeast that is strong and powerful and mightyabove all other beasts, be they man or giantor dragon. And it dwelleth in city and courtand highway, wherever fair adventure maybe found and brave service done. Tell me, Knight-Beast, what dost thoubear on thy head ? And what is that whichhangeth at thy neck? It is red and shinethin the 30 PAGE, ESQUIRE, AND KNIGHT w That which I wear on my head is a helmetmade of steel, and this that hangeth from myneck is a shield, banded with red gold. But of what use is it ? It is to ward off the blow of a sword orlance; but tell me, lad, didst thou never seea man in armor ? Nay, kind sir, never; but, I pray thee bythy courtesy, tell me yet one thing what hast thou clad thyself that seem-eth to be of many tiny rings ? It is a coat of mail; so closely are theserings woven together that the point of a swordcannot pierce between and wound me. And what hast thou girt at thy side ?Tell me, if thou wilt. That is the sword, which is the badge ofknighthood, said Gawain, drawing his shin-ing blade from its scabbard. That is to workagainst all those who are doing evil in thisworld, for remember this, my son, the sword ofKing Arthur is not given for idle combat, butto be wielded in worthy causes, and woe be-tide that faithless kni
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