And ever Sir Breunor ran after to
have slain Sir Tristram, but Sir Tristram was light and nimble, and
voided his horse lightly. And or ever Sir Tristram might dress his
shield and his sword the other gave him three or four sad strokes. Then
they rushed together like two boars, tracing and traversing mightily and
wisely as two noble knights. For this Sir Breunor was a proved knight,
and had been or then the death of many good knights, that it was pity
that he had so long endured.

Thus they fought, hurling here and there nigh two hours, and either were
wounded sore. Then at the last Sir Breunor rashed upon Sir Tristram and
took him in his arms, for he trusted much in his strength. Then was Sir
Tristram called the strongest and the highest knight of the world; for
he was called bigger than Sir Launcelot, but Sir Launcelot was better
breathed. So anon Sir Tristram thrust Sir Breunor down grovelling, and
then he unlaced his helm and struck off his head. And then all they that
longed to the castle came to him, and did him homage and fealty, praying
him that he would abide there still a little while to fordo that foul
custom. Sir Tristram granted thereto. The meanwhile one of the knights
of the castle rode unto Sir Galahad, the haut prince, the which was Sir
Breunor's son, which was a noble knight, and told him what misadventure
his father had and his mother.

CHAPTER XXVII. How Sir Galahad fought with Sir Tristram, and how Sir
Tristram yielded him and promised to fellowship with Launcelot.

THEN came Sir Galahad, and the King with the Hundred Knights with him;
and this Sir Galahad proffered to fight with Sir Tristram hand for hand.
And so they made them ready to go unto battle on horseback with great
courage. Then Sir Galahad and Sir Tristram met together so hard that
either bare other down, horse and all, to the earth. And then they
avoided their horses as noble knights, and dressed their shields, and
drew their swords with ire and rancour, and they lashed together many
sad strokes, and one while striking, another while foining, tracing and
traversing as noble knights; thus they fought long, near half a day, and
either were sore wounded. At the last Sir Tristram waxed light and big,
and doubled his strokes, and drove Sir Galahad aback on the one side and
on the other, so that he was like to have been slain.

With that came the King with the Hundred Knights, and all that
fellowship went fiercely upon Sir Tristram. W