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"Le Morte DArthur": Notes de Lecture Volet 125
"Le Morte DArthur": Notes de Lecture Volet 125
"Le Morte DArthur": Notes de Lecture Volet 125
Notes de lecture
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Le texte de base est celui de ldition de Janet Cowen, Penguin Classics (2 vol.).
BOOK VII
CHAPTER 6. How Beaumains fought and slew two knights at a passage
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And on the morn the damosel and he took their leave and thanked the knight, and so departed,
and rode on their way until they came to a great forest. And there was a great river and but one passage, and there were ready two knights on the farther side to let them the passage.
What sayest thou, said the damosel, wilt thou match yonder knights or turn again?
Nay, said Sir Beaumains, I will not turn again and they were six more.
And therewithal he rushed into the water, and in midst of the water either brake their spears
upon other to their hands, and then they drew their swords, and smote eagerly at other. And at the last
Sir Beaumains smote the other upon the helm that his head stonied, and therewithal he fell down in
the water, and there was he drowned. And then he spurred his horse upon the land, where the other
knight fell upon him, and brake his spear, and so they drew their swords and fought long together. At
the last Sir Beaumains clave his helm and his head down to the shoulders; and so he rode unto the
damosel and bad her ride forth on her way.
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Alas, she said, that ever a kitchen page should have that fortune to destroy such two doughty knights:
thou weenest thou hast done doughtily, that is not so; for the rst knight his horse stumbled, and there he was
drowned in the water, and never it was by thy force, nor by thy might. And the last knight by mishap thou camest
behind him and mishappily thou slew him.
Damosel, said Beaumains, ye may say what ye will, but with whomsomever I have ado withal, I trust to
God to serve him or he depart. And therefore I reck not what ye say, so that I may win your lady.
Fie, e, foul kitchen knave, thou shalt see knights that shall abate thy boast.
Fair damosel, give me goodly language, and then my care is past, for what knights somever they be, I care
not, nor I doubt them not.
Also, said she, I say it for thine avail, yet mayest thou turn again with thy worship; for and thou follow
me, thou art but slain, for I see all that ever thou dost is but by misadventure, and not by prowess of thy hands.
Well, damosel, ye may say what ye will, but wheresomever ye go I will follow you.
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So this Beaumains rode with that lady till evensong time, and ever she chid him, and would not
rest. And they came to a black laund; and there was a black hawthorn, and thereon hung a black banner,
and on the other side there hung a black shield, and by it stood a black spear great and long, and a great
black horse covered with silk, and a black stone fast by.
MED :
6b (b) to gain (a woman as ones wife) by the successful performance of a task or by victory in a
contest.
7b (b) to be awarded the hand of (a woman) in marriage, win as ones wife [sometimes dicult to
distinguish from sense 6b.(b)]; ~ to (unto) wif;
7 a black hawthorn
non laubpine ou cenellier (Cratgus L., 1753), mais
lpine noire ou prunellier (Prunus spinosa L., 1753).