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THe kynge and the quene made their pauelions & the∣ire tentes in that forest besyde a Ryuer / and ther was dayly huntynge and Iustynge / for there were euer x∣xx knyghtes redy to Iuste vnto alle them that came in at that tyme / And there by fortune came sire Lamerak de galys and sir Dryaunt / and there syre Dryaunt Iusted ryght wel / but at the laste he had a falle / Thenne sire Lamerak profered to Iuste / And whan he began he ferd so with the thyrtty knyʒtes
that there was not one of hem but that he gaf hym a falle / and somme of them were sore hurte / I merueyle said kyng Mark what knyght he is that / doth suche dedes of armes / Sir said sire Tristram / I knowe hym wel for a noble knyght / as fewe now ben lyuynge / and his name is sir Lamorak de Galys / it were grete shame saide the kynge that he shold goo thus aweye on∣les that somme of you mette with hym better / Syre said syre Tristram me semeth it were no worship for a noble man to ha∣ue adoo with hym / And for by cause at this tyme he hath done ouer moche for ony meane knyghte lyuynge / therfore as me se¦meth hit were grete shame and vylony to tempte hym ony mo¦re at this tyme / in soo moche as he and his hors are wery bothe For the dedes of armes that he hath done this daye and they be wel consydered / it were ynough for sir Launcelot du lake / ¶As for that said kynge Marke I requyre you as ye loue me and my lady the Quene La beale Isoud take youre ar∣mes and Iuste with sire Lamorak de Galys / ¶ Syre said sir Tristram ye byd me doo a thynge that is ageynst knygthode / And wel I can deme that I shal gyue hym a falle / For hit is no maystry / for my hors and I ben fresshe bothe / and so is not his hors and he / and Wete ye wel / that he wil take hit for grete vnkyndenes / For euer one good is bothe to take another at disauauntage / But by cause I wil not displease yow / as ye requyre me / soo wille I do and obeye your commaundemēt And soo sire Tristram armed hym and took his hors / & putt hym forth / and there sire Lamerak mette hym myghtely / and what with the myght of his owne spere / and of sire Tristram spere syr Lamoraks hors felle to the erthe / and he syttynge in the sadel / Thenne anone as lyghtly as he myghte he auoyded the sadel and his hors / and put his shelde afore hym and dre∣we his swerd / And thenne he badde sir Tristram a lyghte thou knyght and thou darst / Nay said sire Tristram I wil no more haue adoo with the / for I haue done to the ouer moche vnto my dishonour and to thy worship / ¶As for that said sir Lamorak I can the no thanke / syn thou hast foriusted me on horsbak I requyre the and I biseche the / and thou be sir Tris¦tram / fyghte with me on foote / ¶ I wylle not soo
said ore Tristram / And wete ye wel my name is sire Tristrā de lyones / and wel I knowe ye be sire Lamorak de Galys / And this that I haue done to you was ageynst my wylle / but I was requyred therto / but to saye that I wille doo atte youre request / as at thys tyme I will haue no more ado with you / for me ••hameth of that I haue done / ¶As for the shame said sire Lamorak on thy party or on myne / beare thou hit & thou wilt / For though a marys sone hath fayled me / now a Quenes sone shalle not fayle the / And therfore and thou be suche a knyghte as men calle the / I requyre the / alyghte / and fyghte with me / Syre Lamorak said sire Tristram I vnder∣stande youre herte is grete / and cause why ye haue / to saye the fothe / for hit wold greue me and ony knyght shold kepe hym fresshe / and thenne to stryke doune a wery knyghte / for that knyghte nor hors was neuer fourmed that alwey myght stā¦de or endure / And therfore said sire Tristram I wille not ha¦ue adoo with you / for me forthynketh of that I haue done / as for that said sire Lamorak I shal quyte you and euer I see my tyme /