And we will make us merry as we may.
Our hoard is little, but our hearts are great.”
He spake: the Prince, as Enid pass’d him, fain 375
To follow, strode a stride; but Yniol caught
His purple scarf, and held, and said, “Forbear!
Rest! the good house, though ruin’d, O my son,
Endures not that her guest should serve himself.”
And reverencing the custom of the house, 380
Geraint, from utter courtesy, forbore.
So Enid took his charger to the stall;