Andseeingthekingtherestand,theknightDrewreinbeforehisfacetoalightInreverencemadeforlove’ssakebrightWithjoythatsethisfacealightAstheirswhosee,alive,above,Thesovereignoftheirsouls,whosenameTothemisevenaslove’sownflameToenkindlehopethatheedsnotfameAndknowsnolordbutlove。
AndArthursmiledonhim,andsaid,"Rightwelcomebethou:bymyhead,Iwouldnotwishmebettersped。
ForevenbutnowtherecameandfledBeforemelikeacloudthatfliesAknightthatmademostheavycheer,Iknownotwherefore;normayfearOrpitygivemyhearttohearOrlightenonmineeyes。
"Butevenforfear’sandpity’ssakeFainwereIthoushouldstovertakeAndfetchagainthisknightthatspakeNowordofansweringgracetomakeReplytominethathailedhim:thou,Byforceorbygoodwill,shaltbringHisfacebeforeme。""Yea,myking,"
QuothBalen,"andagreaterthingWerelessthanismyvow。
"IwouldthetaskrequiredandheardWereheavierthanyoursovereignwordHathlaidonme:"andthencehespurredElateatheartasyouth,andstirredWithhopeasblitheasfiresaboy:
Andmanyamileherode,andfoundFarinaforest’sglimmeringboundThemanhesoughtafararoundAndseeingtookfireforjoy。
Andwithhimwentamaiden,fairAsflowersaflushwithAprilair。
AndBalenbadehimturnhimthereTotellthekingwhatwoestheywereThatbowedhimdownsosore:andheMadewoefulanswer:"ThisshoulddoGreatscathetome,withnoughtforyouOfhelpthathopemighthearkentoForbootthatmaynotbe。"
AndBalenanswered:"IwerelothTofightasoneperforcemadewrothWithonethatowesbyknighthood’soathOnelove,oneservice,andonetrothWithmetohimwhosegracioushandHoldsfastthehelmofknighthoodhereWherebyman’shopeandheartmaysteer:
IprayyouletnotsorroworfearAgainsthisbiddingstand。"
Thestrangeknightgazedonhim,andspake:
"Willyou,forArthur’sroyalsake,BewarrantformethatItakeNoscathefromstrifethatmanmaymake?
ThenwillIgowithyou。"AndheMadejoyousanswer:"Yea,forI
Willbeyourwarrantorwilldie。"
AndthencetheyrodewithheartsashighAsmen’sthatsearchthesea。
Andasbynoon’slargelightthetwainBeforethetentedhalldrewrein,Suddenlyfellthestrangeknight,slainByonethatcameandwentagainAndnonemightseehim;buthisspearClovethroughthebody,swiftasfire,Themanwhosedoom,forefeltasdire,Haddarkenedallhislife’sdesire,Asonethatdeathhelddear。
Anddyingheturnedhisfaceandsaid,"LonowthywarrantthatmyheadShouldfallnot,followingforthwhereledAknightwhosepledgehathleftmedead。
ThisdarklingmanslayerhathtonameGarlon:takethoumygoodliersteed,Seeingthineislessofstrengthandspeed,Andride,ifthoubeknightindeed,Eventhitherwhencewecame。
"Andasthemaiden’sfairbehestShallbidyoufollowonmyquest,Follow:andwhenGod’swillseesbest,Revengemydeath,andletmerestAsonethatlivedanddiedaknight,Unstainedofshamealiveordead。"
AndBalen,wrungwithsorrow,said,"ThatshallIdo:myhandandheadIpledgetodoyouright。"
AndthencewithsorrowingheartandcheerHerode,ingriefthatcastoutfearLestdeathindarknessyetwerenear,AndborethetruncheonofthespearWherewiththewofulknightlayslainToherwithwhomherode,andsheStillbareitwithher,faintoseeWhatrighteousdoomofGod’smightbeThedarklingmanslayer’sbane。
AnddownadimdeepwoodlandwayTheyrodebetweentheboughsaswayWithflickeringwindswhoseflashandplayMadesunlightsunnierwherethedayLaughed,leapt,andflutteredlikeabirdCaughtinalightlooseleafynetThatearthforamorousheavenhadsetToholdandseethesundawnyetAndhearwhatmorningheard。
ThereinthesweetsoftshiftinglightAcrosstheirpassagerodeaknightFlushedhotfromhuntingasfromfight,Andseeingthesorrow-strickensightMadequestionofthemwhytheyrodeAsmournerssickatheartandsad,WhenallaliveaboutthembadeSweetearthforheaven’ssweetsakebegladAsheavenforearth’sloveglowed。
"Melistsnottellyou,"Balensaid。
Thestrangeknight’sfacegrewkeenandred"Now,mightmyhandbutkeepmyhead,EvenhereshouldoneoftwainliedeadWerehenobetterarmedthanI。"
AndBalenspakewithsmilingspeed,WherescornandcourtesykeptheedOfeither:"Thatshouldlittleneed:
Nothereshalleitherdie。"
AndallthecausehetoldhimthroughAsonethatfearednotthoughheknewAll:andthestrangeknightspakeanew,Saying:"IwillpartnomorefromyouWhilelifeshalllastme。"SotheywentWherehemightarmhimselftoride,AndrodeacrosswildwaysandwideTowhereagainstachurchyardsideAhermit’sharbourleant。
AndthereagainstthemridingcameFleetasthelightning’slaughandflameTheinvisibleevil,eventhesameTheysoughtandmightnotcursebynameAshell’sfoulchildonearthsetfree,Andsmotethestrangeknightthrough,andfled,Andleftthemournersbythedead。
"Alas,again,"SirBalensaid,"Thiswronghehathdonetome。"
AndtheretheylaidtheirdeadtosleepRoyally,lyingwherewildwindskeepKeenwatchandwailmoresoftanddeepThanwheremen’schoirsbidmusicweepAndsonglikeincenseheaveandswell。
Andforthagaintheyrode,andfoundBeforethem,direinsightandsound,AcastlegirtaboutandboundWithsorrowlikeaspell。
AboveitseemedthesunatnoonSadasawintrywitheringmoonThatshudderswhilethewastewind’stuneCravesevernonemayguesswhatboon,Butallmayknowtheboonfordire。
AndeveningonitsdarknessfellMoredarkthanverydeath’sfarewell,Andnightaboutithunglikehell,Whosefumethedawnmadefire。
AndBalenlighteddownandpassedWithinthegateway,whencenoblastRangasthesheerportcullis,castSuddenlydown,fell,andmadefastThegatebehindhim,whencehespiedAsuddenrageofmenwithoutAndravinofamurderousroutThatgirtthemaidenhardaboutWithdeathoneitherside。
Andseeingthatshameandperil,fearBadewrathandgriefawakeandhearWhatshameshouldsayinfame’swideearIfshe,bysorrowsealedmoredearThanjoymightmakeher,soshoulddie:
Andupthetower’scurledstairhesprangAsonethatfliesdeath’sdeadliestfang,AndleaptrightoutamidtheirgangAsfirefromheavenonhigh。
AndtheythereunderseeingtheknightUnhurtamongtheirpressalightAndbarehisswordforchanceoffightStoodfromhim,lothtostriveorsmite,Andbadehimheartheirwofulword,Thatnotthemaiden’sdeaththeysought;
ButtherethroughyearstoodireforthoughtHadlaintheirladystricken,andnoughtMighthealher:andheheard。
ForthereamaidencleanandwholeInvirginbodyandvirginsoul,Whosenamewaswritonroyalroll,ThatwouldbutstainasilverbowlWithofferingofherstainlessblood,Therewithmighthealher:sotheystayedForhope’ssadsakeeachblamelessmaidTherejourneyinginthatdolorousshadeWhosebloomwasbrightinbud。
NohurtnorharmtoheritwereIfsheshouldyieldasisterthereSometributeofherblood,andfareForthwiththisjoyathearttobear,ThatallunhurtandunafraidThisgraceshehadherebyGod’sgracewrought。
AndkindlingallwithkindlythoughtAndlovethatsawsavelove’sselfnought,Shone,smiled,andspakethemaid。
"Goodknightofmine,goodwillhaveI
TohelpthishealingthoughIdie。"
"Nay,"Balensaid,"butlovemaytryWhathelpinlivinglovemaylie-
IwillnotlosethelifeofherWhilemylifelasteth。"SoshegaveThetributelovewasfaintocrave,Butmightnothealthoughfaintosave,WereGod’sgracehelpfuller。
AnothermaidinlaterMaysWonwithherlifethatwofulpraise,Anddied。Butthey,whensurgingday’sDeeptidefulfilledthedawn’swideways,Rodeforth,andfoundbydayornightNochancetocrosstheirwayfaringTillwhentheysawthefourthdayspringAknight’shallgavethemharbouringRichasaking’shousemight。
AndwhiletheysatatmeatandspakeWordsbrightandkindasgracemightmakeSweetfortrueknighthood’skindlysake,TheyheardacrybesidethembreakThestill-souledjoyofblamelessrest。
"Whatnoiseisthis?"quothBalen。"Nay,"
Hisknightlyhostmadeanswer,"mayOurgriefnotgrieveyouthoughIsayHowhereIdwellunblest。
"NotmanyadayhaslivedanddiedSinceatatournaylateItriedMystrengthtosmiteandturnandrideAgainstaknightofkinglikepride,KingPellam’sbrother:twiceIsmoteThesplendourofhisstrengthtodust:
Andhe,fulfilledofhate’sfiercelust,Sworevengeance,pledgedforhelltotrust,Andkeenashell’swidethroat。
"InvisibleasthespiritofnightThatheavenandearthindepthandheightMayseenotbythemildmoon’slightNorevenwhenstarswouldgrantthemsight,Hewalksandslaysasplague’sblindbreathSlays:andmyson,whoseanguishhereMakesmoanperforcethatmarsourcheer,Hewounded,evenerelovemightfearThathatewerestrongasdeath。
"NormaymysonbewholetillheWhosestrokethroughhimhathstrickenmeShallgiveagainhisbloodtobeOurhealing:yetmaynomanseeThisfelon,clothedwithdarknessroundAndkeenaslightning’slife。"ThereonSpakeBalen,andhispresenceshoneEvenasthesun’swhenstarsaregoneThatheardawn’strumpetsound。
"ThatknightIknow:twoknightsofmine,Twocomrades,sealedbyfaith’sbrightsign,Whoseeyesasoursthatliveshouldshine,Anddrinkthegoldensunlight’swineWithjoy’sthanksgivingthattheylive,Hehathslainineventhesameblindwise:
WereallwidewealthbeneaththeskiesMine,mightImeethim,eyesoneyes,AllwouldIlaughtogive。"
Hishostmadeanswer,andhisgazeGrewbrightwithtrustasdawn’smoistmazeWithfire:"Withinthesetwentydays,KingPellam,lordofLystenayse,Holdsfeastthroughallthiscountrycried,AndtherebeforetheknightlykingMaynoknightcomeexcepthebringForwitnessofhiswayfaringHisparamourorbride。
"Andtherethatday,sosoontoshine,Thisknight,yourfelonfoeandmine,Shallshow,full-flushedwithbloodredwine,ThefiercefalsefacewhereonwepineTowreakthewronghehathwroughtus,bareAsshameshouldseeandbrandit。""Then,"
SaidBalen,"shallhegiveagainHisbloodtohealyourson,andmenShallseedeathblindhimthere。"
"Forthwillwefareto-morrow,"saidHishost:andforth,assunriseled,Theyrode;andfifteendayswerefledEretowardtheirgoaltheirsteedshadsped。
AndtherealightingmighttheyfindForBalen’shostnoplacetorest,WhocamewithoutagentlerguestBesidehim:andthathousehold’shestBadeleavehisswordbehind。
"Nay,"Balensaid,"thatdoInot:
Mycountry’scustomstands,Godwot,Thatnonewhoselotisknighthood’slot,ToridewherechanceasfireishotWithhopeorpromisegivenoffight,Shallfailtokeep,forknighthood’spart,Hisweaponwithhimashisheart;
AndasIcamewillIdepart,Orholdhereinmyright。"
ThengatheleavetowearhisswordBesidethestrangeking’sfestalboardWherefeastedmanyaknightandlordInseemlinessoffairaccord:
AndBalenaskedofonebeside,"Istherenotinthiscourt,iffameKeepfaith,aknightthathathtonameGarlon?"andsayingthatwordofshame,Hescannedthatplaceofpride。
"Yonderhegoethagainstthelight,Hewiththefaceasswartasnight,"
Quoththeother:"butheridestofightHidroundbycharmsfromallmen’ssight,Andmanyanobleknighthehathslain,BeingwraptindarknessdeepashellAndsilencedarkasshame。""Ah,well,"
SaidBalen,"isthathe?thespellMaybethesorcerer’sbane。"
ThenBalengazeduponhimlong,Andthought,"IfhereIwreakmywrong,AliveImaynotscape,sostrongThefelon’sfriendsabouthimthrong;
AndifIleavehimherealive,ThischanceperchancemaylifenotgiveAgain:muchevil,ifhelive,Heneedsmustdo,shouldfearforgiveWhenwrongsbidstrikeandstrive。"
AndGarlon,seeinghowBalen’seyeDweltonhimashisheartwaxedhighWithjoyinwrathtoseehimnigh,Rosewolf-likewithawolfishcryAndcrossedandsmotehimontheface,Saying,"Knight,whatwouldstthouwithme?Eat,Forshame,andgazenot:eatthymeatDothatthouartcomefor:standsthyseatNextoursofroyalrace?"
"Wellhastthousaid:thyrederingstrue;
ThatwhichIcameforwillIdo,"
QuothBalen:forthhisfleetswordflew,AndclovetheheadofGarlonthroughCleantotheshoulders。ThenhecriedLoudtohislady,"GivemehereThetruncheonoftheshamefulspearWherewithheslewyourknight,whenfearBadehateindarknessride。"
Andgladly,brightwithgriefmadeglad,Shegavethetruncheonashebade,Forstillshebareitwithher,sadAndstronginhopelesshopeshehad,Throughalldarkdaysofthwartingfear,ToseeifdoomshouldfallarightAndasGod’sfire-fraughtthundersmiteThathead,clothedroundwithhell-facednight,Barenowbeforeherhere。
AndBalensmotetherewiththedeadDarkfelon’sbodythrough,andsaidAloud,"Witheventhistruncheon,redWithbaserbloodthanbravemenbledWhominthyshamefulhanditslew,Thouhastslainanoblerknight,andnowItclingsandcleavesthybody:thouShallcleaveagainnobraveman’sbrow,Thoughhellwouldaidanew。"
Andtowardhishostheturnedandspake;
"Nowforyourson’slong-sufferingsakeBloodyemayfetchenough,andtakeWherewithtohealhishurt,andmakeDeathwarmaslife。"ThenroseacryLoudasthewind’swhenstormyspringMakesallthewoodlandrageandring:
"Thouhastslainmybrother,"saidtheking,"Andherewithhimshaltdie。"
"Ay?"Balenlaughedhimanswer。"Well,Doitthenthyself。"AndtheanswerfellFierceasablastofhatefromhell,"NomanofminethatwithmedwellShallstrikeattheebutItheirlordForloveofthismybrotherslain。"
AndPellamcaughtandgraspedamainAgrimgreatweapon,fierceandfainTofeedhishungeringsword。
Andeagerlyhesmote,andspedNotwell:forBalen’sblade,yetredWithlifebloodofthemurderousdead,BetweentheswordstrokeandhisheadShone,andthestrengthoftheeagerstrokeShoreitinsunder:thentheknight,Nakedandweaponlessforfight,RanseekinghimaswordtosmiteAshopewithinhimwoke。
AndsotheirflightfordeathwardfastFromchamberforthtochamberpassedWherelaynoweapon,tillthelastWhosedoorsmadewayforBalencastUponhimasasuddenspellWonderthatevenaslightningleaptAcrosshisheartandeyes,andsweptAsstormacrosshissoulthatkeptWildwatch,andwatchednotwell。
Fortherethedeedhedid,beingnearDeath’sdanger,breathlessasthedeerDrivenhardtobay,butvoidoffear,BroughtsorrowdownformanyayearOnmanyamaninmanyaland。
Allgloriousshonethatchamber,brightAsburnsatsunriseheaven’sownheight:
Withclothofgoldthebedwasdight,Thatflamedoneitherhand。
Andonehesawwithinitlie:
AtableofallcleargoldtherebyStoodstately,fairasmorning’seye,Withfourstrongsilverpillars,highAndfirmasfaithandhopemaybe:
Andonitshonethegifthesought,Aspearmostmarvellouslywrought,ThatwhenhiseyeandhandgripcaughtSmallfearathearthadhe。
RightonKingPellamthen,asfireTurnswhenthethwartingwindswaxhigher,Heturned,andsmotehimdown。SodireThestrokewas,whenhisheart’sdesireStruck,andhadallitsfillofhate,ThatasthekingfellswooningdownFellthewalls,rentfrombasetocrown,ProneasproneseasthatbreakanddrownShipsfraughtwithdoomforfreight。
Andthereforthreedays’silentspaceBalenandPellamfacetofaceLaydeadordeathlike,andtheplaceWasdeath’sblindkingdom,tillthegraceThatGodhadgiventhesacredseerForcounselorforcomfortledHisMerlinthither,andhesaid,Standingbetweenthequickanddead,"Riseup,andrestnothere。"
AndBalenroseandsethiseyesAgainsttheseer’sasonethattriesHisheartagainstthesea’sandsky’sAndfearsnotifhelivesordies,Saying,"Iwouldhavemydamosel,EreIfareforth,tofarewithme。"
AndsadlyMerlinanswered,"SeeWherenowshelies;deathknowsifsheShallnowfareillorwell。
"Andinthisworldwemeetnomore,Balen。"AndBalen,sorrowingsore,ThoughfearlessyettheheartheboreBeattowardthelifethatlaybefore,RodeforththroughmanyawildwastelandWheremencriedoutagainsthim,madWithgrievousfaithinfearthatbadeTheirwrathmakemoanfordoubttheyhadLesthellhadarmedhishand。
Forinthatchamber’swondrousshrineWaspartofChrist’sownblood,thewineShedofthetruetriumphalvineWhosegrowthbidsearth’sdeepdarknessshineAsheaven’sdeeplightthroughtheairandsea;
ThatmysterytowardournorthernshoreArimatheanJosephboreForhealingofoursinsofyore,Thatgraceeventheremightbe。
AndwiththatspearthereshrinedapartWasChrist’ssidesmittentotheheart。
Andfiercerthanthelightning’sdartThestrokewas,andthedeathlikesmartWherewith,nighdrainedofbloodandbreath,Thekinglaystrickenasonelongdead:
AndJoseph’swasthebloodthereshed,Fornearakinwashethatbled,Nearevenaslifetodeath。
AndthereforefellonallthatlandSorrow:forstilloneitherhand,AsBalenrodealoneandscannedBrightfieldsandcitiesbuilttostandTilltimeshouldbreakthem,deadmenlay;
AndloudandlongfromalltheirfolkLiving,onecrythatcursedhimbroke;
ThreecountrieshadhisdolorousstrokeSlain,orshouldsurelyslay。
VII
Inwinter,whentheyearburnslowAsfirewhereinnofirebrandsglow,AndwindsdishevelastheyblowThelovelystormywingsofsnow,TheheartsofnorthernmenburnbrightWithjoythatmocksthejoyofspringTohearallheaven’skeenclarionsringMusicthatbidsthespiritsingAnddaygivethanksfornight。
AloudanddarkashellorhateRoundBalen’sheadthewindoffateBlewstormandcloudfromdeath’swidegate:
ButjoyasgriefinhimwasgreatTofaceGod’sdoomandliveordie,Sorrowingforillwroughtunaware,RejoicingindesiretodareAllillthatinnocencemightbearWithchangelessheartandeye。
YetpassingfainhewaswhenpastThoselandsandwoesatlengthandlast。
Eighttimes,asthencehefaredforthfast,DawnroseandevenwasovercastWithstarrydarknessdearasday,BeforehisventurousquestmightmeetAdventure,seeingwithinasweetGreenlow-lyingforest,hushedinheat,Atowerthatbarredhisway。
Strongsummer,dumbwithrapture,boundWithgoldencalmthewoodlandsroundWherethroughtheknightforthfaringfoundAknightthatonthegreenwoodgroundSatmourning:fairhewastosee,AndmouldedasforloveorfightAmaiden’sdreamsmightframeherknight;
Butsadinjoy’sfar-floweringsightAsgrief’sblindthrallmightbe。
"Godsaveyou,"Balensoftlysaid,"WhatgriefbowsdownyourheartandheadThus,asonesorrowingforhisdead?
Tellme,ifhaplyImaysteadInaughtyoursorrow,thatImay。"
"Sirknight,"thatothersaid,"thywordMakesmygriefheavierthatIheard。"
AndpityandwonderinlystirredDrewBalenthenceaway。
AndsowithdrawnwithsilentspeedHesawthesadknight’sstatelysteed,Awar-horsemeetforwarrior’sneed,Thatnonewhopassedmightchoosebutheed,Sostronghestood,sogreat,sofair,Witheyesafireforflightorfight,Ajoytolookon,mildinmight,Andswiftandkeenandkindaslight,Andallasclearofcare。
AndBalen,gazingonhim,heardAgainhismaster’swofulwordSoundsorrowthroughthecalmunstirredByflutteringwindorflickeringbird,Thus:"Ah,fairladyandfaithless,whyBreakthypledgedfaithtomeetme?soonAnhourbeyondthytrothplightnoonShallstrikemydeath-bell,andthyboonIsthis,thathereIdie。
"MycurseforallthygiftsmaybeHeavierthandeathornightonthee;
FornowthisswordthougavestmeShallsetmefromthybondagefree。"
Andtherethemanhaddiedself-slain,ButBalenleaptonhimandcaughtTheblindfiercehandthatfainhadwroughtSelf-murder,stungwithfireofthought,Asragemakesanguishfain。
Then,madforthwartedgrief,"LetgoMyhand,"thefoolofwrathandwoeCried,"orIslaythee。"ScarcetheglowInBalen’scheekandeyemightshow,Asdawnshowsdaywhileseasliechill,Heheard,thoughpitytooknotheed,Butsmiledandspake,"Thatshallnotneed:
WhatmanmaydotobidyouspeedI,soGodspeedme,will。"
Andtheothercravedhisname,beguiledByhopethatmadehismadnessmild。
AgainSirBalenspakeandsmiled:
"MynameisBalen,calledtheWildByknightswhomkingsandcourtsmaketameBecauseIridealoneafarAndfollowbutmysoulforstar。"
"Ah,sir,IknowtheknightyouareAndallyourfieryfame。
"TheknightthatbearstwoswordsIknow,Mostpraisedofallmen,friendandfoe,Forprowessofyourhands,thatshowDarkwarthewaywherebalefiresglowAndkindleglorylikethedawn’s。"
Sospakethesorrowingknight,andstoodAsonewhoseheartfreshhopemadegood:
AndforththeyrodebywoldandwoodAnddowntheglimmeringlawns。
AndBalencravedhisnamewhorodeBesidehim,wherethewildwoodglowedWithjoytofeelhownoontideflowedThroughgladeandglenandroughgreenroadTillearthgrewjoyfulasthesea。
"MynameisGarnyssheoftheMount,Apoorman’ssonofnoneaccount,"
Hesaid,"wherespringsofloftierfountLaughloudwithpridetobe。
"ButstrengthinweaknesslivesandstandsAsrocksthatrisethroughshiftingsands;
AndfortheprowessofmyhandsOnemademeknightandgavemelands,DukeHermel,lordfromfartonear,Ourprince;andshethatlovedme——sheIlove,anddeemedshelovedbutme,Hisdaughter,pledgedherfaithtobeErenowbesidemehere。"
AndBalen,briefofspeechaslightWhoseword,beheldofdepthandheight,Strikessilencethroughthestarsofnight,Spake,andhisfaceasdawn’sgrewbright,Forhopetohelpahappierman,"Howfarthenliesshehence?""Bythis,"
Herloversighedandsaid,"Iwis,Notsixfleetmilesthepassageis,Andstraightasthoughtcouldspan。"
Sorodetheyswiftandsure,andfoundAcastlewalledanddykedaround:
AndBalen,asawarriorboundOnsearchwherehopemightfeartosoundThedarknessofthedeepsofdoubt,MadeentrancethroughtheguardlessgateAslife,whilehopeinlifegrowsgreat,MakeswaybetweenthedoorsoffateThatdeathmaypassthereout。
Throughmanyagloriouschamber,wroughtForalldelightthatlove’sownthoughtMightdreamordwellin,BalensoughtAndfoundofallhelookedfornought,ForlikeashiningshellherbedShonevoidandvacantofher:thenceThroughdeviouswondersbrightanddenseHepassedandsawwithshame-strucksenseWhereshameandfaithlaydead。
Downinasweetsmallgarden,fairWithflowerfuljoyintheardentair,Hesaw,andragedwithloathing,whereShelaywithlove-dishevelledhairBeneathabroadbrightlaureltreeAndclaspedinamorousarmsaknight,TheunloveliestthathisscornfulsightHaddweltonyet;ashamethebrightBroadnoonmightshrinktosee。
Andthenceinwrathfulhopeheturned,Hotastheheartwithinhimburned,Tomeettheknightwhoselove,sospurnedAndspatonandmadenoughtof,yearnedAnddreamedandhopedandlivedinvain,Andsaid,"Ihavefoundhersleepingfast,"
AndledhimwheretheshadowscastFromleaveswherethroughlightwindsranpastScreenedherfromsunandrain。
ButGarnysshe,seeing,reeledashestoodLikeatree,kingliestofthewood,Halfhewnthrough:andtheburningbloodThroughlipsandnostrilsburstaflood:
AndgatheringbackhisrageandmightAsbrokenbreakersrallyandroarTheloudwinddownthatdrivesoffshore,Hesmotetheirheadsoff:therenomoreTheirlifemightshamethelight。
ThenturnedhebacktowardBalen,madWithgrief,andsaid,"ThegriefIhadWasnought:erethismylifewasglad:
Thouhastdonethisdeed:IwasbutsadAndfearfulhowmyhopemightfare:
Ihadlivedmysorrowdown,hadstthouNotshownmewhatIsawbutnow。"
ThesorrowandscornonBalen’sbrowBadesilencecurbhimthere。
AndBalenanswered:"WhatIdidIdidtoheartentheeandbidThycourageknowthatshameshouldridAman’shighheartoflovethathidBlindshamewithinitscore:Godknows,Idid,tosetabondmanfree,ButasIwouldthouhadstdonebyme,ThatseeingwhatlovemustdietoseeLove’sendmightwellbewoe’s。"
"Alas,"thewofulweaklingsaid,"IhaveslainwhatmostIloved:IhaveshedThebloodmostnearmyheart:theheadLiescoldasearth,defiledanddead,Thatallmylifewaslightedby,Thatallmysoulboweddownbefore,Andnowmaybearwithlifenomore:
FornowmysorrowthatIboreIstwofold,andIdie。"
ThenwithhisredwetswordheroveHisbreastinsunder,whereitcloveLife,andnopulseagainstitstrove,SosureandstrongthedeepstrokedroveDeathward:andBalen,seeinghimdead,Rodethence,lestfolkwouldsayhehadslainThosethree;anderethreedaysagainHadseenthesun’smightwaxandwane,Farforthhehadspurredandsped。
AndridingpastacrosswhereonBroadgoldenletterswrittenshone,Saying,"NoknightbornmayridealoneForthtowardthiscastle,"andallthestoneGlowedinthesun’sglareevenasthoughBloodstaineditfromthecrucifiedDeadburdenofonethattherehaddied,AnoldhoarmanhesawbesideWhosefacewaswanaswoe。
"BalentheWild,"hesaid,"thiswayThywayliesnot:thouhastpassedto-dayThybands:butturnagain,andstayThypassage,whilethysoulhathswayWithinthee,andthroughGod’sgoodpowerItwillavailthee:"andanonHislikenessasacloudwasgone,AndBalen’sheartwithinhimshoneClearasthecloudlesshour。
NorfatenorfearmightovercastThesoulnownearitspeaceatlast。
Suddenly,thenceasforthhepast,AmightyandadeadlyblastBlownofahunting-hornheheard,Aswhenthechasehathnoblysped。
"Thatblastisblownforme,"hesaid,"TheprizeamIwhoamyetnotdead,"
Andsmiledupontheword。
Astowardaroyalhart’sdeathrangThatnote,whencealltheloudwoodsangWithwingedandlivingsoundthatsprangLikefire,andkeenasfire’sownfangPiercedthesweetsilencethatitslew。
Butnoughtlikedeathorstrifewashere:
FairsemblanceandmostgoodlycheerTheymadehim,theywhosetroopdrewnearAsdeathamongthemdrew。
AhundredladieswellarrayedAndmanyaknightwellweaponedmadeThatkindlyshowofcheer:thegladeShoneroundthemtillitsveryshadeLightenedandlaughedfromgrovetolawnTohearandseethem:sotheybroughtWithinacastlefairasthoughtCoulddreamthatwizardhandshadwroughtTheguestamongthemdrawn。
Allmannerofgloriousjoywasthere:
Harpinganddancing,loudandfair,AndminstrelsythatmadeofairFire,solikefireitsraptureswere。
Thenthechiefladyspakeonhigh:
"Knightwiththetwoswords,oneoftwoMusthelpyouhereorfallfromyou:
ForneedsyounowmusthaveadoAndjoustwithonehereby。
"AgoodknightguardsanislandhereAgainstallswordsthatchancebringsnear,AndtherewithstrokeofswordandspearMustallforwhomthesehallsmakecheerFight,andredeemoryielduplife。"
"Anevilcustom,"Balensaid,"Isthis,thatnonewhomchancehathledHither,ifknighthoodcrownhishead,Maypassunstirredtostrife。"
"YoushallnothaveadotofightHeresaveagainstoneonlyknight,"
Shesaid,andallherfacegrewbrightAshell-fire,litwithhungrylightThatwickedlaughtertouchedwithflame。
"Well,sinceIshallthereto,"saidhe,"Iamreadyatheartasdeathforme:
FainwouldIbewheredeathshouldbeAndlifeshouldloseitsname。
"ButtravellingmenwhosegoalafarShinesasacloud-constrainingstarAreoftenweary,andwearierareTheirsteedsthatfeeleachfretandjarWherewiththewildwayswoundthem:yet,Albeitmyhorsebeweary,stillMyheartisnowiseweary;willSustainsiteventilldeathfulfilMytrustuponhimset。"
"Sir,"saidaknighttherebythatstood,"MeseemsyourshieldisnownotgoodButwornwithwarriorwork,norcouldSustaininstrifethestrokesitwould:
AlargerwillIlendyou。""Ay,ThereofIthankyou,"Balensaid,BeingsingleofheartasonethatreadNofacearightwhencefaithhadfled,Nordreamedthatfaithcouldfly。
AndsohetookthatshieldunknownAndleftfortreason’stouchhisown,Andtowardthatislandrodealone,NorheardtheblastagainsthimblownSoundinthewind’sandwater’ssound,Buthearkeningtowardthestream’sedgeheardNoughtsavethesoftstream’sripplingword,Gladwiththegladnessofabird,Thatsangtotheairaround。
Andthereagainstthewater-sideHesaw,fastmooredtorockandride,AfairgreatboatanearabideLikeonethatwaitstheturningtide,WhereinembarkedhishorseandhePassedovertowardnokindlystrand:
AndwheretheystoodagainonlandTherestoodamaidenhardathandWhoseeingthemwepttosee。
And"OknightBalen,"washercry,"Whyhaveyeleftyourownshield?whyComehitheroutoftimetodie?
Forhadyekeptyourshield,therebyYehadyetbeenknown,anddiednothere。
GreatpityitisofyouthisdayAseverwasofknight,ormayBeever,seeinginwar’sbrightwayPraiseknowsnotBalen’speer。"
AndBalensaid,"ThouhastheardmynameRight:itrepentethme,thoughshameMaytaxmenotwithbasemen’sblame,Thatever,hapwhatwill,IcameWithinthiscountry;yet,beingcome,ForshameImaynotturnagainNow,thatmyselfandnoblermenMayscornme:nowismorethanthen,Andfaithbidsfearbedumb。
"Beitlifeordeath,mychanceItake,Beitlife’stobuildordeath’stobreak:
Andfallwhatmay,melistsnotmakeMoanforsadlife’sordeath’ssadsake。"
Thenlookedheonhisarmour,gladAndhighofheart,andfounditstrong:
AndallhissoulbecameasongAndsoaredinprayerthatsoarednotlong,Forallthehopeithad。
ThensawhewhenceagainsthimcameAsteedwhosetrappingsshonelikeflame,AndhethatrodehimshowedthesameFiercecolour,brightasfireorfame,ButdarkthevisorswereasnightThathidfromBalenBalan’sface,AndhisfromBalan:God’sowngraceForsookthemforashadowyspaceWheredarknesscastoutlight。
ThetwoswordsgirtthatBalenbareGaveBalanforabreath’swhiletherePause,wonderingifindeeditwereBalenhisbrother,boundtodareThechanceofthatunhappyquest:
ButseeingnotashethoughttoseeHisshield,hedeemeditwasnothe,Andso,asfatebadesorrowbe,Theylaidtheirspearsinrest。
SomightywasthecoursetheyranWithspeartospearsogreatofspan,Eachfellbackstricken,manbyman,Horsebyhorse,bornedown:sothebanThatwroughtbydoomagainstthemwrought:
ButBalenbyhisfallingsteedWasbruisedthesorer,beingindeedWay-weary,likearain-bruisedreed,Withtravelerehefought。
AndBalenroseagainfromswoonFirst,andwenttowardhim:alltoosoonHetoothenrose,andtheevilboonOfstrengthcameback,andtheeviltuneOfbattleunnaturalmadeagainMadmusicasfordeath’swideearListeningandhungeringtowardthenearLastsighthatlifeordeathmighthearAtlastfromdyingmen。
BalansmoteBalenfirst,andcloveHisliftedshieldthatroseandstroveInvainagainstthestrokethatdroveDown:asthewebthatmorningwoveOfglimmeringpearlfromspraytosprayDieswhenthestrongsunstrikesit,soShrankthesteel,temperedthricetoshowStrength,asthemadmightoftheblowShoreBalen’shelmaway。
ThenturningasaturningwaveAgainsttheland-wind,blindandbraveInhopethatdreamsdespairmaysave,WitheventheunhappyswordthatgaveThegiftsoffameandfateinoneHesmotehisbrother,andtherehadnighFelledhim:andwhiletheybreathed,hiseyeGlancedup,andsawbeneaththeskySightsfairerthanthesun。
ThetowersofallthecastlethereStoodfullofladies,blitheandfairAstheearthbeneathandtheamorousairAboutthemandabovethemwere:
SotowardtheblindandfatefulfightAgainthosebrethrenwent,andsoreWereallthestrokestheysmoteandbore,Andbreathedagain,andfelloncemoreTobattleintheirsight。
WithbloodthateitherspiltandbledWasallthegroundtheyfoughtonred,Andeachknight’shauberkhewnandshredLefteachunmailedandnaked,shedFromoffthemevenasmantlescast:
Andofttheybreathed,anddrewbutbreathBriefasthewordstrongsorrowsaith,Andpouredanddrankthedraughtofdeath,Tillfatewasfullatlast。
AndBalan,youngerbornthanheWhomdarknessbadehimslay,andbeSlain,asinmistwherenonemayseeIfaughtabideorfallorflee,Drewbackalittleandlaidhimdown,Dying:butBalenstood,andsaid,AsonebetweenthequickanddeadMightstandandspeak,"Whatgoodknight’sheadHathwonthismortalcrown?
"Whatknightartthou?forneverI
WhonowbesidetheedeadshalldieFoundyettheknightafarornighThatmatchedme。"Thenhisbrother’seyeFlashedprideandlove;hespakeandsmiledAndfeltindeathlife’squickeningflame,Andanswered:"Balanismyname,ThegoodknightBalen’sbrother;fameCallsandmiscallshimwild。"
ThecryfromBalen’slipsthatsprangSprangsharperthanhissword’sstrokerang。
Morekeenthandeath’sormemory’sfang,ThroughsenseandsoultheshudderingpangShivered:andscarcehehadcried,"AlasThateverIshouldseethisday,"
WhensorrowswoonedfromhimawayAsblindlybackhefell,andlayWheresleepletsanguishpass。
ButBalanroseonhandsandkneesAndcrawledbychildlikedimdegreesUptowardhisbrother,asabreezeCreepswinglessoversluggardseasWhenallthewind’sheartfailsit:soBeneaththeirmother’seyeshadhe,Ababethatlaughedwithjoytobe,MadetowardhimstandingbyherkneeForlove’ssakelongago。
Then,gatheringstrengthupforaspace,Fromoffhisbrother’sdyingfaceWithdyinghandsthatwroughtapaceWhiledeathandlifewouldgrantthemgraceHeloosedhishelmandknewnothim,Soscoredwithblooditwas,andhewnAthwartwithdarkeningwounds:butsoonLifestroveandshudderedthroughtheswoonWhereinitslightlaydim。
Andsorrowsetthesechainedwordsfree:
"OBalan,Omybrother!meThouhastslain,andI,mybrother,theeAndnowfarhence,onshoreandsea,Shallallthewideworldspeakofus。"
"Alas,"saidBalan,"thatImightNotknowyou,seeingtwoswordsweredightAboutyou;nowtheunansweringsightHathherefoundanswerthus。
"BecauseyouboreanothershieldThanyours,thatevenereyouthcouldwieldLikearmswithmanhood’striedandsteeledShoneasmystarofbattle-field,IdeemeditsurelymightnotbeMybrother。"ThenhisbrotherspakeFiercely:"WouldGod,forthysolesake,Ihadmylifeagain,totakeRevengeforonlythee!
"ForallthisdeadlyworkwaswroughtOfonefalseknight’sfalsewordandthought,WhosemortalcraftandcounselcaughtAndsnaredmyfaithwhodoubtednought,Andmademeputmyshieldaway。
Ah,mightIlive,IwoulddestroyThatcastleforitscustoms:joyTheremakesofgriefadeadlytoy,Anddeathmakesnightofday。"
"Welldonewerethat,ifaughtweredoneWelleverherebeneaththesun,"
SaidBalan:"betterworkwerenone:
ForhithersinceIcameandwonAwofulhonourbornofdeath,WhenheremyhapitwastoslayAknightwhokeptthisislandway,ImightnotpassbynightordayHence,asthistokensaith。
"Nomoreshouldstthou,forallthemightOfheartandhandthatsealstheeknightMostnobleofallthatseethelight,Brother,hadstthoubutslaininfightMe,andarisenunscathedandwhole,AswouldtoGodthouhadstrisen!thoughhereLightisasdarkness,hopeasfear,Andloveashate:andnonedrawsnearSavetowardamortalgoal。"
Then,fairasanypoison-flowerWhoseblossomblightsthewitheringbowerWhereonitsblastingbreathhaspower,ForthfaredtheladyofthetowerWithmanyaladyandmanyaknight,Andcameacrossthewater-wayEvenwhereondeath’sdimborderlayThosebrethrensentofhertoslayAnddieinkindlessfight。
AndallthosehardlightheartswereswayedWithpitypassinglikeashadeThatstaysnot,andmaybenotstayed,Tohearthemutualmoantheymade,Eachtobeholdhisbrotherdie,Saying,"Bothwecameoutofonetomb,Onestar-crossedmother’swofulwomb,Andsowithinonegrave-pit’sgloomUntimelyshallwelie。"
AndBalanprayed,asGodshouldblessThatladyforhergentleness,Thatwherethebattle’smortalstressHadmadeforthemperforcetopressThebedwhencenevermanmayriseTheytwain,freenowfromhopesandfears,Mightsleep;andshe,asonethathears,Bowedherbrighthead:andverytearsFellfromhercoldfierceeyes。
ThenBalenprayedhersendapriestTohouselthem,thateretheyceasedThehanseloftheheavenlyfeastThatfillswithlightfromtheansweringeastThesunsetofthelifeofmanMightblessthem,andtheirlipsbekissedWithdeath’srequickeningeucharist,Anddeath’sandlife’sdimsunlitmistPassasastreamthatran。
Andsotheirdyingritesweredone:
AndBalen,seeingthedeath-strucksunSink,spakeashewhosegoaliswon:
"Now,whenourtrophiedtombisone,Andoverusourtaleiswrit,Howtwothatlovedeachother,twoBornandbegottenbrethren,slewEachother,nonethatreadsanewShallchoosebutweepforit。
"AndnogoodknightandnogoodmanWhoseeyeshallevercometoscanTherecordoftheimperiousbanThatmadeourlifesosadaspanShallreadorhear,whoshallnotprayForusforever。"ThenanonDiedBalan;butthesunwasgone,Anddeepthestarsofmidnightshone,EreBalenpassedaway。
Andtherelowlying,ashouronhourFled,allhislifeinallitsflowerCamebackasinasunlitshowerOfdreams,whensweet-souledsleephaspowerOnlifelesssweetandgladtobe。
Hedrankthedraughtoflife’sfirstwineAgain:hesawthemoorlandshine,TheriotingrapidsoftheTyne,Thewoods,thecliffs,thesea。
Thejoythatlivesatheartandhome,Thejoytorest,thejoytoroam,Thejoyofcragsandscaursheclomb,TheraptureoftheencounteringfoamEmbracedandbreastedoftheboy,Thefirstgoodsteedhiskneesbestrode,ThefirstwildsoundofsongsthatflowedThroughearsthatthrilledandheartthatglowed,Fulfilledhisdeathwithjoy。
So,dyingnotasacowardthatdiesAnddaresnotlookindeath’sdimeyesStraightasthestarsonseasandskiesWhencemoonandsunrecoilandrise,Helookedonlifeanddeath,andslept。
AndtherewithmorningMerlincame,AndonthetombthattoldtheirfameHewrotebyBalan’sBalen’sname,Andgazedthereon,andwept。
ForallhisheartwithinhimyearnedWithpitylikeasfirethatburned。
ThefatehisfatefuleyediscernedFaroffnowdimmedit,ereheturnedHisfacetowardCamelot,totellArthurofallthestormsthatwokeRoundBalen,andthedolorousstroke,AndhowthatlastblindbattlebrokeTheconsummatedspell。
"Alas,"KingArthursaid,"thisdayIhaveheardtheworstthatwoemightsay:
ForinthisworldthatwanesawayIknownottwosuchknightsasthey。"
ThisisthetalethatmemorywritesOfmenwhosenameslikestarsshallstand,BalenandBalan,sureofhand,TwobrethrenofNorthumberland,Inlifeanddeathgoodknights。
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