Sir Gawain part 3

On the morning of the fourth day Sir Gawain left the castle gate

The lady of the castle waved him off biding him farewell.

Brave Gawain did not know if he would greet another morn but on he went to meet his fate.

The sun shone off the snow and all hushed and still , with God help he prayed all would go well!

 

After a long days ride  Sir Gawain  saw a little chapel come into view.

His spirits were low  but he knew he had honour and truth on his side.

As the sun set he dismounted his steed , he knew what he had to do.

So he left his sword and shield by the chapel door and walked towards the alter , there was nowhere to hide.

 

There stood the Green Knight  waiting in the gloom,he asked sir Gawain was he ready to meet his doom.

Gawain advanced toward the Green Knight, and went down on bended knee and removed his helmet

Offering his neck he waited for the blow, he hoped he could be brave enough, he feared that he might swoon.

The Green Knight raised the axe and as he brought it down she saw Sir Gawain flinch before his neck the blade met.

The Green Knight asked Sir Gawain if he was afraid, he then made fun of him calling him a maid.

Gawain then told the Green knight to get on with things and take his blow.

Then Knight then swung again and this time missed his mark. At this Sir Gawain, no longer afraid

Demanded  that the Green Knight tarry no more . He shouted ” take your blow sir and let my blood flow!!”

 

So taking aim the Green Knight took a swing   and came down hard and fast, but just barely glanced our brave Knight’s neck.

Sir Gawain could not understand  how he was only grazed, he asked the Green Knight why he was still alive.

The Green Knight started laughing and suddenly he changed by magic fair or foul he had become Lord Betilak.

What is this wandered our brave hero, why was he here awake and alive.

 

The two knights left the chapel and to a near by lake, did walk

The Green Knight told Gawain it had all been just a test.

Devised by the old lady who had been at their first meeting , who had smiled at him but did not talk.

She was the witch Morgan Le Fay she had decided they would test Arthur’s  Knights to see if any she could best!

 

Gawain was angry perhaps it was his pride

The Green Knight  told him that his wife had been in on the  trial

But Sir Gawain  had resisted her however hard she’d tried.

You are an honourable  knight sir I beg you lets part as friends said the Green knight with a smile..

 

So back to Arthur’s court a weary Gawain rode

He had many a tale to tell of the people he had met

On his journeying and those he had helped along the road.

Arthur was interested in Sir Gawain’s tale he was not surprised at his sisters’ part in the whole affair.

 

So now it is another Christmas tide for Arthur and his knights

Let us leave them for a while to their feasting and their fights!

 

 

 

Sir Gawain part 2

And so the year passes and winters’ chill was in the air

As silently snow laid it’s  billowy white skirts everywhere.

Time’s gentle reminder to Sir Gawain that his return meeting

With the green knight was near, impressing on him that his time was fleeting.

Arthur was loath to bid his favourite  knight  farewell

Unknowing of the future he feared  his cousin may be riding into hell.

He well recalled the Green Knights’ visit at Christmas time the the year before.

Brave Gawain  saluted his king and told him to just pray for him, he had taken the challenge and he knew the score.

So brave Gawain  set off into the unknown to find The  Chapel Green

Having  no idea what lay in store for him, he was not  too keen.

Through trials and tests he made his way, ever onward in search of his fate

He had to find the Green Chapel he only had one chance he could not be late .

Tired and weary with only four days left to spare

Gawain, our brave knight happened upon a castle in the middle of nowhere.

From out the shadow came a kindly  Lord, Bertilak de Hautdesert  by name

He invited our hero in for a bite to eat , he asked “where are you going Sir  Gawain “

In the warm and welcoming hall the lord and lady made Sir Gawain comfortable.

As they ate and drank and spoke of his travels Gawain notice an old woman at the far end of the table.

No one introduced her  but she was treated with great respect

Gawain noticed she was an ugly crone and on this he did reflect.

Please Sir knight  Bertilak entreated do stay here a while the Green Chapel is but one day’s ride from this place.

Gawain was tired and this offer he did embrace.

The next morning the lord of the castle had gone hunting, he left word that he would would  give Gawain whatever he might catch that day.

If Gawain would give to him anything he had gained during that day.

The lady of the castle visited Gawain in good grace With all her female guile she tried to seduced him.

Being a knight of  honour and of loyalty he refused her not wanting to commit a sin.

Gawain though sorely tempted refused the lady’s charms  but to so as not to hurt her he accepted a kiss.

On Bertilak’s return he presented Gawain with his spoils in return Gawain gave him a kiss, the lord asked not from whence it came nor took it amiss.

The second and the third day too Bertilak  repeated his terms, that he would present his hunt spoils to Gawain for what ever Gawain that day had earned.

The lady of the Castle also tried to give herself, each day, to honourable Sir Gawain.

Each day he turned her down allowing only an extra kiss each day though he did find it a strain.

The lady grew more amourous and Gawain, only a man,  but he refused her each time and

Both evenings he gave Bertilak the kisses he had received  for the hunts spoils that were put into his hand .

Then upon the third morning when the lady begged his favours  she offered him her sash of green

She told him it would keep him alive and safe , with his impending doom, this hope to take, he was keen.

Gawain took the sash and bound it around his waist. He hoped it would help survive the Green Knight’s axe.

That evening on his return Bertilak  received three kisses again he did not ask from whence they came

 

To be continued ………………………………………………

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