So shalt thou be my lady always to the end
of my life and I will have none other than thee. Wherefore I herewith give
thee thy ring again and take mine own in its stead." Therewith, so
speaking, he lifted that hand (all so cold like the snow) and took his ring
from off her finger and put her ring back upon it again.
Then King Pecheur said, "Percival, hast thou no tears?"
And Percival said, "Nay, I have none." Therewith he turned and left that
place, and King Pecheur went with him.
After that Sir Percival abided in that place for three days, and King
Pecheur and his lady Queen and their two young sons who dwelt at that place
made great pity over him, and wept a great deal. But Sir Percival said but
little in reply and wept not at all.
* * * * *
And now I shall tell you of that wonderful vision that came unto Sir
Percival at this place upon Christmas day.
[Sidenote: Sir Percival beholds the grail] For on the third day (which was
Christmas day) it chanced that Sir Percival sat alone in the hall of the
castle, and he meditated upon the great sorrow that lay upon him.
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