In light of his experience he calculated that when he was back in the saddle he would don his helmet and attack Tristan again. And now that he had collected it, had run to his mount and come near enough to seize the bridle, thrust his left foot home into the stirrup and grasp the saddle with his hand-Tristan had overtaken him. He struck Morold across the pommel so that his sword and right hand, mail and all, fell upon the sand. And as it fell, Tristan struck him another blow, high upon the coif, and the blow went home so deeply that, when Tristan jerked back his sword, the wrench left a fragment embedded in Morold's skull.

Gottfried's Tristan