ook it. He saddled his steed, embraced Ivan the Russian knight, and
the Princess Kandaula, and rode off towards the kingdom of the Tsar
Dalmat, to engage in fight with Ivashka Whitemantle. He had journeyed
for some time, when he bethought himself that he was bound on an
enterprise of life and death, without having taken leave of his father
and mother. So he turned and rode till he came to the kingdom of the
Tsar Kartaus, where he encountered Prince Daniil the White, at the
head of three thousand men, who boasted that he would subdue the
kingdom of Kartaus, take prisoners the Tsar himself, Prince Lasar, and
the twelve knights, and carry them off to his own country. Yaroslav
rode straight to the city, and there beheld Prince Lasar assembling an
army for battle. Then dismounting from his horse, he threw himself
with his face to the ground and said: "Long life to my lord and
father! How fares it with thee? Wherefore so sad, my lord?" And Prince
Lasar answered: "My dear son, whence art thou come like a sunbeam to
cheer me? How can I help grieving? Prince Daniil has invaded our
dominion with an immense army and threatens to seize it and carry off
the Tsar and me and the twelve knights prisoners." Then spoke Yaroslav
Lasarevich: "My lord and father, give me the shield, and lance, and I
will go out to fight the enemy." But Prince Lasar answered: "My son,
how canst thou combat such a host, who hast never been in battle? The
cries of the Tartars will terrify thee, and they will slay thee!"
"Teach not the goose to swim, father," answered Yaroslav, "nor a
knight's son to fight with Tartars! Only give me what I demand, and
fear nought."

Like a falcon darting upon geese and swans, Yaroslav fell upon the
armies of Prince Daniil the White; and he hewed down not so many as
his horse trampled under his hoofs, and he took Daniil prisoner.
Yaroslav made him pledge his word never again to set foot in the
kingdom of the Tsar Kartaus--he nor his children, nor his children's
children; adding that if he fell again into his hands he should die a
miserable death. Then Yaroslav sent him back to his own country, and
rode into the city. Then Tsar Kartaus came out to meet him, and
Yaroslav threw himself with his face to the ground and said: "Long
years of happiness to thee, my liege Tsar Kartaus!" "Sir Yaroslav
Lasarevich," answered Kartaus, "I have wronged thee in banishing thee
from my kingdom. Abide here and choose the best city and the fairest