d.

And when Sir Tristram saw Sir Marhaus withdraw him, he said: Ah! Sir
Knight of the Round Table, why withdrawest thou thee? thou dost thyself
and thy kin great shame, for I am but a young knight, or now I was never
proved, and rather than I should withdraw me from thee, I had rather be
hewn in an hundred pieces. Sir Marhaus answered no word but yede his way
sore groaning. Well, Sir Knight, said Sir Tristram, I promise thee thy
sword and thy shield shall be mine; and thy shield shall I wear in all
places where I ride on mine adventures, and in the sight of King Arthur
and all the Round Table.

CHAPTER VIII. How Sir Marhaus after that he was arrived in Ireland died
of the stroke that Sir Tristram had given him, and how Tristram was
hurt.

ANON Sir Marhaus and his fellowship departed into Ireland. And as soon
as he came to the king, his brother, he let search his wounds. And when
his head was searched a piece of Sir Tristram's sword was found therein,
and might never be had out of his head for no surgeons, and so he died
of Sir Tristram's sword; and that piece of the sword the queen, his
sister, kept it for ever with her, for she thought to be revenged an she
might.

Now turn we again unto Sir Tristram, that was sore wounded, and full
sore bled that he might not within a little while, when he had taken
cold, unnethe stir him of his limbs. And then he set him down softly
upon a little hill, and bled fast. Then anon came Gouvernail, his
man, with his vessel; and the king and his barons came with procession
against him. And when he was come unto the land, King Mark took him in
his arms, and the king and Sir Dinas, the seneschal, led Sir Tristram
into the castle of Tintagil. And then was he searched in the best
manner, and laid in his bed. And when King Mark saw his wounds he wept
heartily, and so did all his lords. So God me help, said King Mark,
I would not for all my lands that my nephew died. So Sir Tristram lay
there a month and more, and ever he was like to die of that stroke that
Sir Marhaus smote him first with the spear. For, as the French book
saith, the spear's head was envenomed, that Sir Tristram might not be
whole. Then was King Mark and all his barons passing heavy, for they
deemed none other but that Sir Tristram should not recover. Then the
king let send after all manner of leeches and surgeons, both unto men
and women, and there was none that would behote him the life. Then came
there a lady that