ell him there an advision, that there came a man afore him all by
compass of stars, and that man had a crown of gold on his head and that
man led in his fellowship seven kings and two knights. And all these
worshipped the Cross, kneeling upon their knees, holding up their hands
toward the heaven. And all they said: Fair sweet Father of heaven come
and visit us, and yield unto us everych as we have deserved.

Then looked Launcelot up to the heaven, and him seemed the clouds did
open, and an old man came down, with a company of angels, and alighted
among them, and gave unto everych his blessing, and called them his
servants, and good and true knights. And when this old man had said thus
he came to one of those knights, and said: I have lost all that I have
set in thee, for thou hast ruled thee against me as a warrior, and used
wrong wars with vain-glory, more for the pleasure of the world than to
please me, therefore thou shalt be confounded without thou yield me my
treasure. All this advision saw Sir Launcelot at the Cross.

And on the morn he took his horse and rode till mid-day; and there by
adventure he met with the same knight that took his horse, helm, and his
sword, when he slept when the Sangreal appeared afore the Cross. When
Sir Launcelot saw him he saluted him not fair, but cried on high:
Knight, keep thee, for thou hast done to me great unkindness. And then
they put afore them their spears, and Sir Launcelot came so fiercely
upon him that he smote him and his horse down to the earth, that he had
nigh broken his neck. Then Sir Launcelot took the knight's horse that
was his own aforehand, and descended from the horse he sat upon, and
mounted upon his own horse, and tied the knight's own horse to a
tree, that he might find that horse when that he was arisen. Then Sir
Launcelot rode till night, and by adventure he met an hermit, and each
of them saluted other; and there he rested with that good man all night,
and gave his horse such as he might get. Then said the good man unto
Launcelot: Of whence be ye? Sir, said he, I am of Arthur's court, and my
name is Sir Launcelot du Lake that am in the quest of the Sangreal, and
therefore I pray you to counsel me of a vision the which I had at the
Cross. And so he told him all.

CHAPTER IV. How the hermit expounded to Sir Launcelot his advision, and
told him that Sir Galahad was his son.

LO, Sir Launcelot, said the good man, there thou mightest understand the
high