For so did this bitter cup
become sanctified by the great sorrow that tasted of it."
Percival said: "Are these things real or are they a vision that I behold?"
He who bare the chalice said, "They are real." And he who bare the spear
said, "They are real."
Then a great peace and comfort came to Sir Percival's heart and they never
left him to the day of his death.
Then they who bare the Sangreal and the Spear went out of the hall, and Sir
Percival kneeled there for a while after they had gone and prayed with
great devotion and with much comfort and satisfaction.
And this was the first time that any of those knights that were of King
Arthur's Round Table ever beheld that holy chalice, the which Sir Percival
was one of three to achieve in after-years.
So when Sir Percival came forth from that hall, all those who beheld him
were astonished at the great peace and calmness that appeared to emanate
from him. But he told no one of that miraculous vision which he had just
beheld, and, though it appeareth in the history of these things, yet it was
not then made manifest.
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