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- When he and the knight caught sight of each other they made ready to joust, gripping
- their shield-straps and lowering their sharp-headed lances; then they spurred into a
- charge. They delivered awesome blows that went clean through their shining shields
- and met their strong, resistant hauberks – but that was it: their lances couldn’t hold,
- and shattered right down to their fists. They collided head on in a fearsome clash, their
- fine, bold chargers likewise, with such equal force that all four together – knights and
- steeds – crashed down stunned into the grass. They lay motionless for quite a while,
- then clambered up; out came the furbished blades and together the two knights came
- to test each other. They knew how to handle a sword, and dealt one another giddying
- blows, dashing the hoops20 from their bright and shining helms and smashing their
- shields from top to bottom. They hammered and battered – nothing half-hearted! – and
- seized hold of each other and wrestled. The knight was the wearier of the two – he’d
- already jousted heartily and exerted himself more than Gawain – and I’m sure he was
- a good deal less accomplished. Yet Gawain couldn’t drive him back a single step; he
- was nearly wild with rage, and dismayed to see that, for all his earlier jousting, the
- knight seemed as keen and fresh as he’d been at the start. He looked back towards the
- palace, and when he saw the great array of ladies he started to sweat with shame! He
- attacked the knight with all his might, convinced he must be tiring. He assailed and
- hewed and pressed and harried, and soon had him gasping for breath.
- Gerbert's Continuation of Perceval
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