Король Артур и рыцари Круглого стола
Chapter XII
Butswiftlytheyarose,anddrewtheirswords,andsmoteeachotherontheheadwithmanygreatandheavyblows,tillthebloodrandowntheirbodies;andSirPridanwasafullgoodknight,sothatSirBorshadmoreadothanhehadthoughtfortoovercomehim.
ButatlastSirPridangrewalittlefaint;thatinstantlyperceivedSirBors,andrusheduponhimthemorevehemently,andsmotehimfiercely,tillherentoffhishelm,andthengavehimgreatstrokesuponhisvisagewiththeflatofhissword,andbadehimyieldorbeslain.
AndthenSirPridancriedhimmercy,andsaid,“ForGod’ssakeslaymenot,andIwillneverwaragainstthyladymore.”SoSirBorslethimgo,andhiswifefledawaywithallherknights.
Thenallthosewhohadheldlandsoftheladyofthetowercameanddidhomagetoheragain,andsworefealty.AndwhenthecountrywasatpeaceSirBorsdeparted,androdeforthintoaforestuntilitwasmidday,andtherebefellhimamarvellousadventure.
Forataplacewheretwowaysparted,theremethimtwoknights,bearingSirLionel,hisbrother,allnaked,boundonahorse,andastheyrode,theybeathimsorelywiththorns,sothatthebloodtraileddowninmorethanahundredplacesfromhisbody;butforallthisheutterednowordorgroan,sogreathewasofheart.AssoonasSirBorsknewhisbrother,heputhisspearinresttorunandrescuehim;butinthesamemomentheardawoman’svoicecryclosebesidehiminthewood,“St.