Then when Sir Uwaine saw his lord Arthur lie on the
ground sore wounded, he was passing heavy. And then
he dressed his shield and his spear, and cried aloud unto
Sir Tristram and said: Knight, defend thee. So they
came together as thunder, and Sir Uwaine brised his spear
all to pieces upon Sir Tristram's shield, and Sir Tristram
smote him harder and sorer, with such a might that he
bare him clean out of his saddle to the earth. With that
Sir Tristram turned about and said: Fair knights, I had
no need to joust with you, for I have had enough to do
this day. Then arose Arthur and went to Sir Uwaine,
and said to Sir Tristram: We have as we have deserved,
for through our orgulyt we demanded battle of you,
and yet we knew not your name. Nevertheless, by Saint
Cross, said Sir Uwaine, he is a strong knight at mine
advice as any is now living.

Then Sir Tristram departed, and in every place he
asked and demanded after Sir Launcelot, but in no place
he could not hear of him whether he were dead or alive;
wherefore Sir Tristram made great dole and sorrow. So
Sir Tristram rode by a forest, and then was he ware of a
fair tower by a marsh on that one side, and on that other
side a fair meadow. And there he saw ten knights
fighting together. And ever the nearer he came he saw
how there was but one knight did battle against nine
knights, and that one did so marvellously that Sir
Tristram had great wonder that ever one knight might
do so great deeds of arms. And then within a little