Codal

Table of Contents

VI p. 14
VII pp. 15–16
XV pp. 29–30
XII pp. 49–50
XIII pp. 51–52
XV pp. 53–54
XVI p. 55
IX pp. 119–120
XIII p. 129
XVIII pp. 138–139
II pp. 143–144
III p. 145
IV p. 146
IX p. 155
XXVIII pp. 196–197
XXIX pp. 198–199
XXX pp. 200–201
XXXI pp. 202–203
V pp. 221–222
XIV pp. 235–236
XVII pp. 240–241
XVIII pp. 242–243
XXVI p. 255
XXXV pp. 271–272
IX pp. 299–300
VI pp. 343–344
XII p. 364
XIII pp. 365–366
XIV pp. 367–368
XV pp. 369–370
XVI p. 371
XVII pp. 372–373
XII pp. 396–397
XX pp. 415–416
VII pp. 441–442
Book XX pp. 457–458
II pp. 459–460
X pp. 476–477
XIV pp. 485–486
XV pp. 487–488
XXI pp. 502–503

And when she saw him well enchafed, then she said: Sir Percivale, wit you well I shall not fulfil your will but if ye swear from henceforth ye shall be my true servant, and to do nothing but that I shall command you. Will ye ensure me this as ye be a true knight? Yea, said he, fair lady, by the faith of my body. Well, said she, now shall ye do with me whatso it please you; and now wit ye well ye are the knight in the world that I have most desire to.

And then two squires were commanded to make a bed in midst of the pavilion. And anon she was unclothed and laid therein. And then Sir Percivale laid him down by her naked; and by adventure and grace he saw his sword lie on the ground naked, in whose pommel was a red cross and the sign of the crucifix therein, and bethought him on his knighthood and his promise made to-forehand unto the good man; then he made a sign of the cross in his forehead, and therewith the pavilion turned up-so-down, and then it changed unto a smoke, and a black cloud, and then he was adread and cried aloud:

How Sir Percivale for penance rove himself through the thigh; and how she was known for the devil.

Fair sweet Father, Jesu Christ, ne let me not be shamed, the which was nigh lost had not thy good grace been. And then he looked into a ship, and saw her enter therein, which said: Sir Percivale, ye have betrayed me. And so she went with the wind roaring and yelling, that it seemed all the water brent after her. Then Sir Percivale made great sorrow, and drew his sword unto him, saying: Sithen my flesh will be my master I shall punish it; and therewith he rove himself through the thigh that the blood stert about him, and said: O good Lord, take this in recompensation of that I have done against thee, my Lord. So then he clothed him and armed him, and called himself a wretch, saying: How nigh was I lost, and to have lost that I should never have gotten again, that was my virginity, for that may never be recovered after it is once lost. And then he stopped his bleeding wound with a piece of his shirt.

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