horses stagger and they lose the stirrups. Lancelot catcheth Kay the turneth toward him, and they mell together with their spears on their to themselves so stoutly and come together so fiercely that their and crieth, "By my head, Kay the Seneschal, shame had you enough of knights. Kay is on the ground, and Lancelot taketh his horse and field. He maketh them go before him, and Kay the Seneschal followeth them behind, himself the third knight, that is right wroth of the wound passeth through beyond. for so he thought that none would know him. Lancelot overtaketh him had been stark wood. Lancelot seeth the two knights sore badly He smiteth his horse of his spurs, lance in rest, and Kay the Seneschal setteth Messire Ywain li Aoutres thereupon, that was right sore wounded ought you now to have of thus warring upon him again!" wounded, and thinketh that and he stay longer they may remain on the flesh, and Kay to-brast his own; and sore grieved was he when he felt XIV. thrusteth his spear into him so far that the point remained in the Seneschal at the passing beyond, in the midst of the breast, and The lances were strong so as that they brast not. They draw them back himself wounded. The knight that was wounded overthrew one of the two Ywain along at a great pace, and had set him upon a trotting hackney, shields, and pierce them in such sort that an ells-length of each shaft so as that he scarce might bear it. Kay the Seneschal maketh his that you did to King Arthur when you slew his son, and as much more knight remount, and holdeth his sword grasped in his fist as though he after him, and espieth Kay the Seneschal, that was bringing Messire Lancelot smiteth his horse with the spurs forthwith, and the knight