before it and heareth within how knights and ladies are making great of you, that you must needs die in such manner, and that your death may knight was of great comeliness and young of age. Lancelot seeth him from his hand. heard all this and much marvelleth he thereof, but nought thereof may hall, clad in a short red jerkin; and he was girt with a rich girdle of weapon hath my death been adjudged, but and you will not, I will cut He alighteth and maketh his horse fast to a ring of silver that was on rideth amidst the streets, and findeth a great palace that seemeth him The knights and ladies swoon over him as he departeth. Lancelot hath "Certes," saith Lancelot, "Willingly." off your own therewith." to be better and more ancient than all the others. He bideth awhile coming, and looketh upon him right fainly when he seeth him appear. XII. And the knight saith to him, "Sir, alight!" and on his head had he a great cap of gold, and he held great axe. The not be respited! Sore hatred ought we to bear toward him that hath adjudged you such a death." the mounting-stage, and putteth his shield from his neck and his spear Thereupon, lo you, the knight that cometh down into the midst of the he see. "Sir, needs must you cut me off my head with this axe, for of this gold, and had a rich clasp at his neck wherein were many rich stones, churches all lying waste, and the markets and exchanges all empty. He dole. And they say to a knight: "Ha, God, sore grief and pity is this "Sir," saith he to the knight, "What is your pleasure?"