Lanval

Ciw-restr ar gyfer Astamor

(Bernardo) {To an apprentice, painting.}
 
(Agravaine) I have much else to think of, Meliard.
(1, 1) 378 I dreamt this night, pardie,
(1, 1) 379 An elf queen should my leman be,
(1, 1) 380 And lie beneath —
(Agravaine) Enough!
 
(Agravaine) Enough!
(1, 1) 382 She were cold else.
 
(1, 1) 384 See, Meliard, he cannot even bear
(1, 1) 385 The little mention of a covering.
(Meliard) Behold his meditation and his frown,
 
(Meliard) On vacancy.
(1, 1) 389 He only loves his thoughts
(1, 1) 390 And smiles on them. But still I do him wrong.
(Meliard) How, Astamor?
 
(Meliard) How, Astamor?
(1, 1) 392 Why, did he love his thoughts
(1, 1) 393 But half as much as he does love himself,
(1, 1) 394 He would out-shock the poets.
(Meliard) We hate pride
 
(Meliard) To humble it.
(1, 1) 398 But only the good will,
(1, 1) 399 God send us some one for the noble task.
(Agravaine) Think'st thou, Gawain, this guard is wide enough?
 
(Geraint) And Astamor. All's well with you, I hope!
(1, 1) 440 Well met, Geraint. We fare much the same
(1, 1) 441 As we did ever.
(Geraint) {aside} And are likely to,
 
(Charcoal-burner 2) Here, sir, they be —
(2, 2) 1369 Geraint?
(Geraint) Astamor, is it?
 
(Geraint) Astamor, is it?
(2, 2) 1371 Surely.
(Geraint) Then well met,
 
(Geraint) Sir Astamor.
(2, 2) 1374 Well met, Geraint, I come
(2, 2) 1375 Hot-foot to bring you summons to our war.
(Geraint) War?
 
(Geraint) War?
(2, 2) 1377 Aye, and no small one, in the pagan term.
(2, 2) 1378 The fire is up. The northmen have come down,
(2, 2) 1379 And the red Gaul from westward. Work's to hand.
(2, 2) 1380 You have not found him?
(Geraint) No, nor shall I find
 
(Geraint) Aught but the knowledge I was fool to seek.
(2, 2) 1383 I hoped to hear some better news than this.
(Geraint) It's pitiful. Three months of wasted search
 
(Geraint) Of silly spirits haunt this miry wood.
(2, 2) 1389 I can believe them.
(Geraint) I am willing to,
 
(Geraint) How came this war?
(2, 2) 1397 In old and usual wise,
(2, 2) 1398 A messenger from some far fort besieged,
(2, 2) 1399 A rumour spreading from the common folk,
(2, 2) 1400 And then appeals, reports, and fearsome signs.
(2, 2) 1401 Then at the last plain statement of the case,
(2, 2) 1402 Two towers have fallen on the Clyde, the Gaul
(2, 2) 1403 Comes inward from the west, is helped
(2, 2) 1404 By the winged northmen.
(Geraint) Is it so! How far
 
(Geraint) Have they pressed on?
(2, 2) 1407 I know not. They say
(2, 2) 1408 Caer Rhiddocks ta'en.
(Geraint) Then we can waste no time.
 
(Geraint) My horse and arms!
(2, 2) 1415 How is it, Geraint,
(2, 2) 1416 Lanval has 'scaped you?
(Geraint) That I cannot tell.
 
(Geraint) Upon his body.
(2, 2) 1422 You give him good scope.
(Geraint) I swore I'd rax the whole wide earth for him.
 
(Geraint) To this pursuit.
(2, 2) 1433 Too much persistency
(2, 2) 1434 To spend on such an object.
(Geraint) {aside to Gyfert} Closer still;
 
(Geraint) For further effort. Are your horses near?
(2, 2) 1444 Not far. No doubt some of these sullen dogs
(2, 2) 1445 Did murder him.
(Geraint) I thought of hanging them
 
(Geraint) I'm sure of it.
(2, 2) 1449 Well, if you think so —
(Geraint) Come!
 
(Geraint) We waste the hours. How far to Carduel?
(2, 2) 1452 One day's hard riding, though I squandered ten
(2, 2) 1453 In finding you.
(Geraint) To horse, then.
 
(Geraint) {aside} There's the most heartfelt greeting of my life.
(2, 2) 1467 Welcome, Sir Lanval.
(Lanval) Welcome, Astamor.
 
(Geraint) Hast lost the count of time?
(2, 2) 1487 He seems half dazed.
(2, 2) 1488 Hast thou been wounded, man,
(2, 2) 1489 Or in a sickness?
(Lanval) I am well enough.
 
(Geraint) We'll hear no less!
(2, 2) 1493 Aye, Lanval, tell it us.
(Lanval) What shall I tell you? Ye seem real men,
 
(Lanval) How thin and vap'rous is reality!
(2, 2) 1499 This should be magic.
(Geraint) Wait.
 
(Geraint) New arms? They shame Bernardo's fairest craft.
(2, 2) 1514 What workmanship!
(Geraint) Aye, see this, Astamor.
 
(Lanval) Can I forget so soon. I may not speak.
(2, 2) 1520 Thou dost but edge our interest —
(Lanval) I am
 
(Lanval) In honour bound.
(2, 2) 1523 But surely we may hear
(2, 2) 1524 Some outline of the tale.
(Lanval) E'en now
 
(Geraint) I put at issue. {He hesitates.}
(2, 2) 1553 Come, be short, Geraint,
(2, 2) 1554 The sun is high.
(Geraint) I so upheld your cause
 
(Lanval) Such terms of service.
(2, 2) 1561 We do linger here
(2, 2) 1562 While war's abroad.
(Geraint) I was too hot, perhaps,
 
(Guinevere) Door (R) to stairway leading to the lists.
(3, 1) 1652 Still, Meliard, we shall see well from here.
(Meliard) How can one judge the value of a stroke
 
(Meliard) From such a distance?
(3, 1) 1655 We are high, 'tis true,
(3, 1) 1656 But since our service keeps us to this room,
(3, 1) 1657 We must make shift to watch as best we can.
(Meliard) How long, think you, will our attendance last?
 
(Meliard) How long, think you, will our attendance last?
(3, 1) 1659 I do not know. They say that messengers
(3, 1) 1660 Have come from Persant.
(Meliard) War again?
 
(Meliard) War again?
(3, 1) 1662 No doubt.
(Meliard) I'd not have missed this meeting for the half
 
(Meliard) And lustful ruffian Agravaine?
(3, 1) 1667 Take care!
(3, 1) 1668 There are some here who love him. I do not,
(3, 1) 1669 And yet I'm cautious of too much disdain.
(Meliard) Lanval should gain!
 
(Meliard) Lanval should gain!
(3, 1) 1671 But he is wounded, man!
(Meliard) Wounded?
 
(Meliard) Wounded?
(3, 1) 1673 He got a bitter hurt of late;
(3, 1) 1674 A Pictish shaft through the left shoulder.
(Meliard) Hurt,
 
(Meliard) And he will yet risk all in this debate?
(3, 1) 1677 Oh, it concerns a very trifling fact;
(3, 1) 1678 He was accused of cowardice.
(Meliard) That charge
 
(Meliard) Was folly on the face of it.
(3, 1) 1681 Of course;
(3, 1) 1682 Yet, Meliard, we both of us were there,
(3, 1) 1683 When this strange charge was first of all preferred.
(3, 1) 1684 Strange, that we saw no folly in it then!
(Meliard) Their conflict should be very hotly fought.
 
(Meliard) Their conflict should be very hotly fought.
(3, 1) 1686 Lanval's the defter in the use of swords,
(3, 1) 1687 And has the better eye for measure —
(Meliard) But his wound —
 
(Meliard) And Agravaine's great strength!
(3, 1) 1690 Well, we shall see,
(3, 1) 1691 It's close on noon, for look, the shadows shrink.
(Owain) Hast seen Geraint, Sir Astamor? 'Tis time
 
(Owain) We brought our man to his pavilion.
(3, 1) 1695 No Owain,
(3, 1) 1696 I have not seen him.
(Owain) Wherefore wait ye here?
 
(Owain) Wherefore wait ye here?
(3, 1) 1698 It is our day for duty. We attend
(3, 1) 1699 The pleasure of the King.
(Owain) He needs you not:
 
(Meliard) Come, Astamor.
(3, 1) 1707 You are sure, Owain?
(Owain) No, I am not. I said I'll answer for it.
 
(Owain) God speed you, Sirs. {He turns away.}
(3, 1) 1710 Come then, Sir Meliard.
(Owain) Aye, haste away and scuffle for your place.
 
(Geraint) To crown thy service.
(3, 1) 2258 Sir Lanval, here's my hand,
(3, 1) 2259 I have misjudged you.
(Meliard) I the same.
 
(Agravaine) Lanval, as I live!
(4, 2) 4042 Lanval!
(Agravaine) Quiet. We'll not interfere.
 
(Agravaine) Let him alone.
(4, 2) 4045 How did he die?
(Agravaine) God knows.
 
(Agravaine) And I'll not grudge him half an hour of hell.
(4, 2) 4050 The King should know it.