Sir Tristram.

AND there she welcomed him fair, and either halsed other in arms, and so
she let put up his horse in the best wise, and then she unarmed him. And
so they supped lightly, and went to bed with great joy and pleasaunce;
and so in his raging he took no keep of his green wound that King Mark
had given him. And so Sir Tristram be-bled both the over sheet and the
nether, and pillows, and head sheet. And within a while there came one
afore, that warned her that her lord was near-hand within a bow-draught.
So she made Sir Tristram to arise, and so he armed him, and took his
horse, and so departed. By then was come Segwarides, her lord, and when
he found her bed troubled and broken, and went near and beheld it by
candle light, then he saw that there had lain a wounded knight.
Ah, false traitress, then he said, why hast thou betrayed me? And
therewithal he swang out a sword, and said: But if thou tell me who hath
been here, here thou shalt die. Ah, my lord, mercy, said the lady, and
held up her hands, saying: Slay me not, and I shall tell you all who
hath been here. Tell anon, said Segwarides, to me all the truth. Anon
for dread she said: Here was Sir Tristram with me, and by the way as
he came to me ward, he was sore wounded. Ah, false traitress, said
Segwarides, where is he become? Sir, she said, he is armed, and departed
on horseback, not yet hence half a mile. Ye say well, said Segwarides.

Then he armed him lightly, and gat his horse, and rode after Sir
Tristram that rode straightway unto Tintagil. And within a while he
overtook Sir Tristram, and then he bade him, Turn, false traitor knight.
And Sir Tristram anon turned him against him. And therewithal Segwarides
smote Sir Tristram with a spear that it all to-brast; and then he swang
out his sword and smote fast at Sir Tristram. Sir knight, said Sir
Tristram, I counsel you that ye smite no more, howbeit for the wrongs
that I have done you I will forbear you as long as I may. Nay, said
Segwarides, that shall not be, for either thou shalt die or I.

Then Sir Tristram drew out his sword, and hurtled his horse unto him
fiercely, and through the waist of the body he smote Sir Segwarides that
he fell to the earth in a swoon. And so Sir Tristram departed and left
him there. And so he rode unto Tintagil and took his lodging secretly,
for he would not be known that he was hurt. Also Sir Segwarides'
men rode after their master, whom they found lying in the field sore
w