CHAPTER 19
Ralph Readeth in a Book Concerning the Well at the World's End
Fairly written was that book, with many pictures therein,
the meaning of which Ralph knew not; but amongst them was the image
of the fair woman whom he had holpen at the want-ways of the wood,
and but four days ago was that, yet it seemed long and long to him.
The book told not much about the Well at the World's End,
but much it told of a certain woman whom no man that saw her
could forbear to love: of her it told that erewhile she dwelt
lonely in the wildwood (though how she came there was not said)
and how a king's son found her there and brought her to his
father's kingdom and wedded her, whether others were lief or loth:
and in a little while, when the fame of her had spread,
he was put out of his kingdom and his father's house for the love
of her, because other kings and lords hankered after her;
whereof befel long and grievous war which she abode not to the end,
but sought to her old place in the wildwood; and how she found
there another woman a sorceress, who made her her thrall;
and tormented her grievously with toil and stripes.
And how again there came a knight to that place who was
seeking the Well at the World's End, and bore her away
with him; and how the said knight was slain on the way,
and she was taken by tyrants and robbers of the folk:
but these being entangled in her love fought amongst themselves
and she escaped, and went seeking that Well, and found it
at the long last, and drank thereof, and throve ever after:
and how she liveth yet, and is become the servant of the Well
to entangle the seekers in her love and keep them from
drinking thereof; because there was no man that beheld her,
but anon he was the thrall of her love, and might not pluck
his heart away from her to do any of the deeds whereby men
thrive and win the praise of the people.
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