Howard Pyle's The
Champions of the Round Table
It hath already been set forth in print in a
volume written by me concerning the adventures of King Arthur when he first became king, how
there were certain lesser kings who favored him and were friendly allies with him, and how
there were certain others of the same sort who were his enemies.
Among those who were his friends was King Ban of Benwick, who was an exceedingly
noble lord of high estate and great honor, and who was of a lineage so exalted that it is not
likely that there was anyone in the world who was of a higher strain.
Now, upon a certain time, King Ban of Benwick fell into great trouble; for there
came against him a very powerful enemy, to wit, King Claudas of Scotland. King Claudas brought
unto Benwick a huge army of knights and lords, and these sat down before the Castle of Trible
with intent to take that strong fortress and destroy it.
This noble Castle of Trible was the chiefest and the strongest place of defence
in all King Ban's dominions, wherefore he had intrenched himself there with all of his knights
and with his Queen, hight Helen, and his youngest son, hight Launcelot.
Now this child, Launcelot, was dearer to Queen Helen than all the world besides,
for he was not only large of limb but so extraordinarily beautiful of face that I do not believe
an angel from Paradise could have been more beautiful than he. He had been born with a singular
birth-mark upon his shoulder, which birth-mark had the appearance as of a golden star enstamped
upon the skin; wherefore, because of this, the Queen would say: "Launcelot, by reason of
that star upon thy shoulder I believe that thou shalt be the star of our house and that thou
shalt shine with such remarkable glory that all the world shall behold thy lustre and shall
marvel thereat for all time to come." So the Queen took extraordinary delight in Launcelot
and loved him to the very core of her heart-albeit she knew not, at the time she spake, how
that prophecy of hers concerning the star was to fall so perfectly true.
Now, though King Ban thought himself very well defended at his Castle of Trible,
yet King Claudas brought so terribly big an army against that place that it covered the entire
plain. A great many battles were fought under the walls of the castle, but ever King Claudas
waxed greater and stronger, and King Ban's party grew weaker and more fearful.
So by and by things came to such a pass that King Ban bethought him of King Arthur,
and he said to himself: "I will go to my lord the King and beseech help and aid from him, for
he will certainly give it me. Nor will I trust any messenger in this affair other than myself;
for I myself will go to King Arthur and will speak to him with my own lips."
Having thus bethought him, he sent for Queen Helen to come into his privy closet
and he said to her: "My dear love, nothing remaineth for me but to go unto the court of King
Arthur and beseech him to lend his powerful aid in this extremity of our misfortunes; nor will
I trust any messenger in this affair but myself. Now, this castle is no place for thee, when I
am away, therefore, when I go upon this business, I will take thee and Launcelot with me, and
I will leave you both in safety at King Arthur's court with our other son, Sir Ector, until this
war be ended and done." And to these Queen Helen lent her assent.
So King Ban summoned to him the seneschal of the castle, who was named Sir Malydor
le Brun, and said to him: "Messire, I go hence to-night by a secret pass, with intent to
betake me unto King Arthur, and to beseech his aid in this extremity. Moreover, I shall take
with me my lady and the young child Launcelot, to place them within the care of King Arthur
during these dolorous wars. But besides these, I will take no other one with me but only my
favorite esquire, Foliot. Now I charge thee, sir, to hold this castle in my behalf with all
thy might and main, and yield it not to our enemies upon any extremity; for I believe I shall
in a little while return with sufficient aid from King Arthur to compass the relief of this
So when night had fallen very dark and still, King Ban, and Queer. Helen, and the
young child Launcelot, and the esquire Foliot left the town privily by means of a postern gate.
Thence they went by a secret path, known only to a very few, that led down a steep declivity of
rocks, with walls of rock upon either side that were very high indeed, and so they came out in
safety beyond the army of King Claudas and into the forest of the valley below. And the forest
lay very still and solemn and dark in the silence of the nighttime.
Having thus come out in safety into the forest, that small party journeyed an with
all celerity that they were able to achieve until, some little time before dawn, they came to
where was a lake of water in an open meadow of the forest. Here they rested for a little while,
for Queen Helen had very weary with the rough and hasty journey which they had traveled.
Now whilst they sat there resting, Foliot spake of a sudden, saying unto Ban: "Lord,
what is that light that maketh the sky so bright yonder?" Then King Ban looked a little and
presently said: "Methinks it must be the dawn that is breaking." "Lord," quoth Foliot,
"that cannot very well be; for that light in the sky lieth in south, whence we have come, and
not in the east, where the sun should arise."
Then King Ban's heart misgave him, and his soul was shaken with a great trouble.
"Foliot," he said, "I believe that you speak sooth and that that light bodes very ill
for us all." Then he said: "Stay here for a little and I go and discover what that light may
be." Therewith he mounted his and rode away in the darkness.
Now there was a very high hill near-by where they were, and upon the top the hill
was an open platform of rock whence a man could see a great off in every direction. So King
Ban went to this place, and when he had come there, he cast his eyes in the direction of the
light and he straightway beheld with a manner of terror that the light came from Trible; and
then, with that terror still growing greater at his heart, he beheld that the town and the
castle were all in one great flame of fire.
When King Ban saw this he sat for a while upon his horse like one turned into a
stone. Then, after a while, he cried out in a great voice: "Woe! Woe! Woe is me!" And then he
cried out still in a very loud voice, "Certes, God hath deserted me entirely."
Therewith a great passion of grief took hold upon him and shook him like to a leaf,
and immediately after that he felt that something brake within him with a very sharp and bitter
pain, and he wist that it was his heart that had broken. So being all alone there upon the
hilltop, and in the perfect stillness of the night, he cried out, "My heart! My heart!" And
therewith, the shadows of death coming upon him, he could not sit any longer upon his horse,
but fell down upon the ground. And he knew very well that death was nigh him, so, having no
cross to pray upon, he took two blades of grass and twisted them into that holy sign, and he
kissed it and prayed unto it that God would forgive him his sins. So he died all alone upon that
Meanwhile, Queen Helen and Foliot sat together waiting for him to return and
presently they heard the sound of his horse's hoofs coming down that rocky path. Then Queen
Helen said: "Foliot, methinks my lord cometh." So in a little came the horse with the empty
saddle. When Foliot beheld that he said: "Lady, here meseems is great trouble come to us, for
methinks something hath befallen my lord, and that he is in sore travail, for here is his horse
Then it seemed to Queen Helen as though the spirit of life suddenly went away from
her, for she foresaw what had befallen. So she arose like one in a dream, and, speaking very
quietly, she said: "Foliot, take me whither my lord went awhile since!" To this Foliot
said: "Lady, wait until the morning, which is near at hand, for it is too dark for you to go
thitherward at this present." Whereunto the Lady Helen replied: "Foliot, I cannot wait,
for if I stay here and wait I believe I shall go mad." Upon this, Foliot did not try to persuade
her any more but made ready to take her whither she would go.
Now the young child Launcelot was then asleep upon the Queen's knees, wherefore she
took her cloak and wrapped the child in it and laid him very gently upon the ground, so that he
did not wake. Then she mounted upon her palfrey and Foliot led the palfrey up the hill whither
King Ban had gone a short time since.
When they came to that place of open rocks above told of, they found King Ban lying
very quiet and still upon the ground and with a countenance of great peace. For I believe of a
surety that God had forgiven him all his sins, and he would now suffer no more because of
the cares and the troubles of this life. Thus Queen Helen found him, and finding him she made no
moan or outcry of any kind, only she looked for a long while into his dead face, which she could
see very plainly now, because that the dawn had already broken. And by and by she said: "Dear
Lord, thou art at this time in a happier case than I." And by and by she said to Foliot: "Go and
bring his horse to this place, that we may bear him hence." "Lady," said Foliot, "it is not
good for you to be left here alone." "Foliot," said the Queen, "thou dost not know how
much alone I am; thy leaving me here cannot make me more alone." Therewith she fell to weeping
with great passion.
Then Foliot wept also in great measure and, still weeping like rain, he went away
and left her. When he came again with King Ban's horse the sun had risen and all the birds were
singing with great jubilation and everything was so blithe and gay that no one could have
believed that care and trouble could dwell in a world that was so beautiful.
So Queen Helen and Foliot lifted the dead king to his horse and then the Queen
said: "Come thou, Foliot, at thine own gait, and I will go ahead and seek my child, for I have
yet Launcelot to be my joy. Haply he will be needing me at this moment." So the Queen made
haste down the steep hill ahead of Foliot and by and by she came to the margin of that little
lake where they had rested awhile since.
By now the sun had risen very strong and warm so that all the lake, and the meadows
circumadjacent, and the forest that stood around about that meadow were illumined with the glory
of his effulgence.
Now as Queen Helen entered that meadow she beheld that a very wonderful lady was
there, and this lady bare the child Launcelot in her arms. And the lady sang to Launcelot, and
the young child looked up into her face and laughed and set his hand against her cheek. All
this Queen Helen beheld; and she likewise beheld that the lady was of a very extraordinary
appearance, being clad altogether in green that glistered and shone with a wonderful brightness.
And she beheld that around the neck of the lady was a necklace of gold, inset with opal stones
and emeralds; and she perceived that the lady's face was like ivory-very white and clear-and
that her eyes, which were very bright, shone like jewels set into ivory. And she saw that the
lady was very wonderfully beautiful, so that the beholder, looking upon her, felt a manner of
fear-for that lady was Fay.
(And that lady was the Lady of the Lake, spoken of aforetime in the Book of King
Arthur, wherein it is told how she aided King Arthur to obtain that wonderful, famous sword
yclept Excalibur, and how she aided Sir Pellias, the Gentle Knight, in the time of his extremity,
and took him into the lake with her. Also divers other things concerning her are told of therein.)
Then the Queen came near to where the lady was, and she said to her, "Lady, I pray
you give me my child again!" Upon this the Lady of the Lake smiled very strangely and said:
"Thou shalt have thy child again, lady, but not now; after a little thou shalt have him again."
Then Queen Helen cried out with great agony of passion: "Lady, would you take my child from me?
Give him to me again, for he is all I have left in the world. Lo, I have lost house and lands
and husband, and all the other joys that life has me to give, wherefore, I beseech you, take
not my child from me." To this the Lady of the Lake said: "Thou must endure thy sorrow a while
longer; for it is so ordained that I must take thy child; for I take him only that I may give
him to thee again, reared in such a wise that he shall make the glory of thy house to be the
glory of the world. For he shall become the greatest knight in the world, and from his loins
shall spring a greater still than he, so that the glory of the House of King Ban shall be
spoken of as long as mankind shall last." But Queen Helen cried out all the more in a great
despair: "What care I for all this? I care only that I shall have my little child again! Give
him to me!"
Therewith she would have laid hold of the garments of the Lady of the Lake in
supplication, but the Lady of the Lake drew herself away from Queen Helen's hand and said:
"Touch me not, for I am not mortal, but Fay." And thereupon she and Launcelot vanished from
before Queen Helen's eyes, as the breath vanishes from the face of a mirror.
For when you breathe upon a mirror the breath will obscure that which lieth behind;
but presently the breath will disappear and vanish, and then you shall behold all things entirely
clear and bright to the sight again. So the Lady of the Lake vanished away, and everything behind
her where she had stood was clear and bright, and she was gone.
Then Queen Helen fell down in a swoon, and lay beside the lake of the meadow like
one that is dead; and when Foliot came he found her so and wist not what to do for her. There
was his lord who was dead and his lady who was so like to death that he knew not whether she
was dead or no. So he knew not what to do but sat down and made great lamentation for a long
What time he sat thus there came that way three nuns who dwelt in an abbey of nuns
which was not a great distance away from that place. These made great pity over that sorrowful
sight, and they took away from there the dead King and the woeful Queen, and the King they
buried in holy ground, and the Queen they let live with them and she was thereafter known as
the "Sister of Sorrows."
Now Launcelot dwelt for nigh seventeen years with the Lady Nymue of the Lake in
that wonderful, beautiful valley covered over with the appearance of such a magical lake as
hath been aforetime described in the Book of King Arthur.
And that land of the lake was of this sort that shall here be described: -
Unto anyone who could enter into the magic water of that lake (and there were very
few of those who were mortal who were allowed to come to those meadows of Faery that were there
concealed beneath those enchanted waters) he would behold before him a wide and radiant field
of extraordinary beauty. And he would behold that that field was covered all over with such a
multitude of exquisite and beautiful flowers that the heart of the beholder would be elated with
pure joy to find himself in the midst of that waving sea of multitudinous and fragrant blossoms.
And he would behold many fair and shady groves of trees that here and there grew up from that
valley, each glade overshadowing a fountain of water as clear as crystal. And he would perhaps
behold, at such pleasant places beneath the shade of those trees, some party of the fair and
gentle folk of that country; and he would see them playing in sport, or he would hear them
chanting to the music of shining golden harps. And he would behold in the midst of that
beautiful plain a wonderful castle with towers and roofs uplifted high into the sky, and all
shining in the peculiar radiance of that land, like to castles and battlements of pure gold.
Such was the land unto which Launcelot was brought, and from what I have told
you you may see what a wonderful, beautiful place it was.
And the mystery of that place entered into the soul of Launcelot, so that
thereafter, when he came out thence, he was never like other folk, but always appeared to
be in a manner remote and distant from other of his fellow-mortals with whom he dwelt.
For though he smiled a great deal, it was not often that he laughed; and if he
did laugh, it was never in scorn, but always in loving-kindness.
It was here in this land that Sir Pellias had
now dwelt for several years, with great peace and content. (For it hath been told in the Book
of King Arthur how, when he was upon the edge of death, the Lady Nymue of the Lake brought him
back to life again, and how, after that time, he was half fay and half mortal.)
And the reason why Launcelot was brought to that place was that Sir PeIlias might
teach him and train him in all the arts of chivalry. For no one in all the world was more
skilful in arms than Sir Pellias, and no one could so well teach Launcelot the duties of
chivalry as he.
So Sir Pellias taught Launcelot all that was best of knighthood, both as to conduct
of manner, and as to the worthiness and skill at arms, wherefore it was that when Launcelot was
completely taught, there was no knight in all the world who was his peer in strength of arms or
in courtesy of behavior, until his own son, Sir Galahad, appeared in the courts of chivalry as
shall by and by be told of.
So when Launcelot came forth into the world again he became the greatest knight
in all the history of chivalry, wherefore that prophecy of his mother was fulfilled as to his
being like to a bright star of exceeding lustre.
Accordingly, I have herein told you with great particularity all these circumstances
of his early history so that you may know exactly how it was that he was taken away into the
lake, and why it was that he was afterward known as Sir Launcelot, surnamed of the Lake.
As to how he came into the world to achieve that greatness unto which he had been
preordained, and as to how King Arthur made him knight, and as to many very excellent
adventures that befell him, you shall immediately read in what followeth.