French Mediaeval Romances from the Lays of Marie de France by Marie de France
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So at his commandment she took again to her the hem of the shirt, and
lightly and easily unravelled the tie. Gugemar marvelled greatly when he saw this thing. His heart told him that of a truth this was his lady, but he could not give faith to his eyes. "Friend, are you indeed the sweet comrade I have known? Tell me truly now, is there about your body the girdle with which I girt you in your own realm?" He set his hands to her waist, and found that the secret belt was yet about her sides. "Fair sweet friend, tell me now by what adventure I find you here, and who has brought you to this tower?" So the lady told over to her friend the pain and the anguish and the dolour of the prison in which she was held; of how it chanced that she fled from her dungeon, and lighting upon a ship, entered therein, and came to this fair haven; of how Meriadus took her from the barge, but kept her in all honour, save only that ever he sought for her love; "but now, fair friend, all is well, for you hold your lady in your arms." Gugemar stood upon his feet, and beckoned with his hand. "Lords," he cried, "hearken now to me. I have found my friend, whom I have lost for a great while. Before you all I pray and require of |
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