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idylls of the king-第13章

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And since the proud man often is the mean;
He sowed a slander in the common ear;
Affirming that his father left him gold;
And in my charge; which was not rendered to him;
Bribed with large promises the men who served
About my person; the more easily
Because my means were somewhat broken into
Through open doors and hospitality;
Raised my own town against me in the night
Before my Enid's birthday; sacked my house;
From mine own earldom foully ousted me;
Built that new fort to overawe my friends;
For truly there are those who love me yet;
And keeps me in this ruinous castle here;
Where doubtless he would put me soon to death;
But that his pride too much despises me:
And I myself sometimes despise myself;
For I have let men be; and have their way;
Am much too gentle; have not used my power:
Nor know I whether I be very base
Or very manful; whether very wise
Or very foolish; only this I know;
That whatsoever evil happen to me;
I seem to suffer nothing heart or limb;
But can endure it all most patiently。'

   'Well said; true heart;' replied Geraint; 'but arms;
That if the sparrow…hawk; this nephew; fight
In next day's tourney I may break his pride。'

   And Yniol answered; 'Arms; indeed; but old
And rusty; old and rusty; Prince Geraint;
Are mine; and therefore at thy asking; thine。
But in this tournament can no man tilt;
Except the lady he loves best be there。
Two forks are fixt into the meadow ground;
And over these is placed a silver wand;
And over that a golden sparrow…hawk;
The prize of beauty for the fairest there。
And this; what knight soever be in field
Lays claim to for the lady at his side;
And tilts with my good nephew thereupon;
Who being apt at arms and big of bone
Has ever won it for the lady with him;
And toppling over all antagonism
Has earned himself the name of sparrow…hawk。'
But thou; that hast no lady; canst not fight。'

   To whom Geraint with eyes all bright replied;
Leaning a little toward him; 'Thy leave!
Let me lay lance in rest; O noble host;
For this dear child; because I never saw;
Though having seen all beauties of our time;
Nor can see elsewhere; anything so fair。
And if I fall her name will yet remain
Untarnished as before; but if I live;
So aid me Heaven when at mine uttermost;
As I will make her truly my true wife。'

   Then; howsoever patient; Yniol's heart
Danced in his bosom; seeing better days;
And looking round he saw not Enid there;
(Who hearing her own name had stolen away)
But that old dame; to whom full tenderly
And folding all her hand in his he said;
'Mother; a maiden is a tender thing;
And best by her that bore her understood。
Go thou to rest; but ere thou go to rest
Tell her; and prove her heart toward the Prince。'

   So spake the kindly…hearted Earl; and she
With frequent smile and nod departing found;
Half disarrayed as to her rest; the girl;
Whom first she kissed on either cheek; and then
On either shining shoulder laid a hand;
And kept her off and gazed upon her face;
And told them all their converse in the hall;
Proving her heart:  but never light and shade
Coursed one another more on open ground
Beneath a troubled heaven; than red and pale
Across the face of Enid hearing her;
While slowly falling as a scale that falls;
When weight is added only grain by grain;
Sank her sweet head upon her gentle breast;
Nor did she lift an eye nor speak a word;
Rapt in the fear and in the wonder of it;
So moving without answer to her rest
She found no rest; and ever failed to draw
The quiet night into her blood; but lay
Contemplating her own unworthiness;
And when the pale and bloodless east began
To quicken to the sun; arose; and raised
Her mother too; and hand in hand they moved
Down to the meadow where the jousts were held;
And waited there for Yniol and Geraint。

   And thither came the twain; and when Geraint
Beheld her first in field; awaiting him;
He felt; were she the prize of bodily force;
Himself beyond the rest pushing could move
The chair of Idris。  Yniol's rusted arms
Were on his princely person; but through these
Princelike his bearing shone; and errant knights
And ladies came; and by and by the town
Flowed in; and settling circled all the lists。
And there they fixt the forks into the ground;
And over these they placed the silver wand;
And over that the golden sparrow…hawk。
Then Yniol's nephew; after trumpet blown;
Spake to the lady with him and proclaimed;
'Advance and take; as fairest of the fair;
What I these two years past have won for thee;
The prize of beauty。'  Loudly spake the Prince;
'Forbear:  there is a worthier;' and the knight
With some surprise and thrice as much disdain
Turned; and beheld the four; and all his face
Glowed like the heart of a great fire at Yule;
So burnt he was with passion; crying out;
'Do battle for it then;' no more; and thrice
They clashed together; and thrice they brake their spears。
Then each; dishorsed and drawing; lashed at each
So often and with such blows; that all the crowd
Wondered; and now and then from distant walls
There came a clapping as of phantom hands。
So twice they fought; and twice they breathed; and still
The dew of their great labour; and the blood
Of their strong bodies; flowing; drained their force。
But either's force was matched till Yniol's cry;
'Remember that great insult done the Queen;'
Increased Geraint's; who heaved his blade aloft;
And cracked the helmet through; and bit the bone;
And felled him; and set foot upon his breast;
And said; 'Thy name?'  To whom the fallen man
Made answer; groaning; 'Edyrn; son of Nudd!
Ashamed am I that I should tell it thee。
My pride is broken:  men have seen my fall。'
'Then; Edyrn; son of Nudd;' replied Geraint;
'These two things shalt thou do; or else thou diest。
First; thou thyself; with damsel and with dwarf;
Shalt ride to Arthur's court; and coming there;
Crave pardon for that insult done the Queen;
And shalt abide her judgment on it; next;
Thou shalt give back their earldom to thy kin。
These two things shalt thou do; or thou shalt die。'
And Edyrn answered; 'These things will I do;
For I have never yet been overthrown;
And thou hast overthrown me; and my pride
Is broken down; for Enid sees my fall!'
And rising up; he rode to Arthur's court;
And there the Queen forgave him easily。
And being young; he changed and came to loathe
His crime of traitor; slowly drew himself
Bright from his old dark life; and fell at last
In the great battle fighting for the King。

   But when the third day from the hunting…morn
Made a low splendour in the world; and wings
Moved in her ivy; Enid; for she lay
With her fair head in the dim…yellow light;
Among the dancing shadows of the birds;
Woke and bethought her of her promise given
No later than last eve to Prince Geraint
So bent he seemed on going the third day;
He would not leave her; till her promise given
To ride with him this morning to the court;
And there be made known to the stately Queen;
And there be wedded with all ceremony。
At this she cast her eyes upon her dress;
And thought it never yet had looked so mean。
For as a leaf in mid…November is
To what it is in mid…October; seemed
The dress that now she looked on to the dress
She looked on ere the coming of Geraint。
And still she looked; and still the terror grew
Of that strange bright and dreadful thing; a court;
All staring at her in her faded silk:
And softly to her own sweet heart she said:

   'This noble prince who won our earldom back;
So splendid in his acts and his attire;
Sweet heaven; how much I shall discredit him!
Would he could tarry with us here awhile;
But being so beholden to the Prince;
It were but little grace in any of us;
Bent as he seemed on going this third day;
To seek a second favour at his hands。
Yet if he could but tarry a day or two;
Myself would work eye dim; and finger lame;
Far liefer than so much discredit him。'

   And Enid fell in longing for a dress
All branched and flowered with gold; a costly gift
Of her good mother; given her on the night
Before her birthday; three sad years ago;
That night of fire; when Edyrn sacked their house;
And scattered all they had to all the winds:
For while the mother showed it; and the two
Were turning and admiring it; the work
To both appeared so costly; rose a cry
That Edyrn's men were on them; and they fled
With little save the jewels they had on;
Which being sold and sold had bought them bread:
And Edyrn's men had caught them in their flight;
And placed them in this ruin; and she wished
The Prince had found her in her ancient home;
Then let her fancy flit across the past;
And roam the goodly places that she knew;
And last bethought her how she used to watch;
Near that old home; a pool of golden carp;
And one was patched and blurred and lustreless
Among his burnished brethren of the pool;
And half asleep she made comparison
Of that and these to her own faded self
And the gay court; and fell asleep again;
And dreamt herself was such a faded form
Among her burnished sisters of the pool;
But this was in the garden of a king;
And though she lay dark in the pool; she knew
That all was bright; that all about were birds
Of sunny plume 
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