Chapter Chapter 209 · How Sir Kay met with Sir Tristram, and after of the shame

. How Sir Kay met with Sir Tristram, and after of the shame

spoken of the knights of Cornwall, and how they jousted.

Now leave we of this tale, and speak we of Sir Tristram, that as he

rode he met with Sir Kay, the Seneschal; and there Sir Kay asked Sir

Tristram of what country he was. He answered that he was of the country

of Cornwall. It may well be, said Sir Kay, for yet heard I never that

ever good knight came out of Cornwall. That is evil spoken, said Sir

Tristram, but an it please you to tell me your name I require you. Sir,

wit ye well, said Sir Kay, that my name is Sir Kay, the Seneschal. Is

that your name? said Sir Tristram, now wit ye well that ye are named

the shamefullest knight of your tongue that now is living; howbeit ye

are called a good knight, but ye are called unfortunate, and passing

overthwart of your tongue. And thus they rode together till they came

to a bridge. And there was a knight would not let them pass till one of

them jousted with him; and so that knight jousted with Sir Kay, and

there that knight gave Sir Kay a fall: his name was Sir Tor, Sir

Lamorak’s half-brother. And then they two rode to their lodging, and

there they found Sir Brandiles, and Sir Tor came thither anon after.

And as they sat at supper these four knights, three of them spake all

shame by Cornish knights. Sir Tristram heard all that they said and he

said but little, but he thought the more, but at that time he

discovered not his name.

Upon the morn Sir Tristram took his horse and abode them upon their

way. And there Sir Brandiles proffered to joust with Sir Tristram, and

Sir Tristram smote him down, horse and all, to the earth. Then Sir Tor

le Fise de Vayshoure encountered with Sir Tristram and there Sir

Tristram smote him down, and then he rode his way, and Sir Kay followed

him, but he would not of his fellowship. Then Sir Brandiles came to Sir

Kay and said: I would wit fain what is that knight’s name. Come on with

me, said Sir Kay, and we shall pray him to tell us his name. So they

rode together till they came nigh him, and then they were ware where he

sat by a well, and had put off his helm to drink at the well. And when

he saw them come he laced on his helm lightly, and took his horse, and

proffered them to joust. Nay, said Sir Brandiles, we jousted late

enough with you, we come not in that intent. But for this we come to

require you of knighthood to tell us your name. My fair knights, sithen

that is your desire, and to please you, ye shall wit that my name is

Sir Tristram de Liones, nephew unto King Mark of Cornwall. In good

time, said Sir Brandiles, and well be ye found, and wit ye well that we

be right glad that we have found you, and we be of a fellowship that

would be right glad of your company. For ye are the knight in the world

that the noble fellowship of the Round Table most desireth to have the

company of. God thank them, said Sir Tristram, of their great goodness,

but as yet I feel well that I am unable to be of their fellowship, for

I was never yet of such deeds of worthiness to be in the company of

such a fellowship. Ah, said Sir Kay, an ye be Sir Tristram de Liones,

ye are the man called now most of prowess except Sir Launcelot du Lake;

for he beareth not the life, Christian nor heathen, that can find such

another knight, to speak of his prowess, and of his hands, and his

truth withal. For yet could there never creature say of him dishonour

and make it good. Thus they talked a great while, and then they

departed either from other such ways as them seemed best.