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At the door the press is great: each one strives to make his escape, and pushes and shoves as best he may. He who is last in the surging throng would fain get into the foremost line. Thus they make good their escape in flight, for one dares not stand upon another's going. AT THE DOOR THE PRESS IS GREAT EACH ONE STRIVES TO MAKE HIS ESCAPE AND PUSHES AND SHOVES AS BEST HE MAY HE WHO IS LAST IN THE SURGING THRONG WOULD FAIN GET INTO THE FOREMOST LINE THUS THEY MAKE GOOD THEIR ESCAPE IN FLIGHT FOR ONE DARES NOT STAND UPON ANOTHER'S GOING
to snatch out my eyes or flay me alive." (Vv. 4853-4938.) In the midst of these words and disputes Erec recovered from his swoon, like a man who awakes from sleep. No wonder that he was amazed at the crowd of people he saw around. But great was his grief and great his woe when he heard the voice of his wife. He stepped to the floor from off the dais and quickly drew his sword. Wrath and the love he bore his wife gave him courage. He runs thither where he sees her, and strikes the Count squarely upon the head, so that he beats out his brains and, knocking in his forehead, leaves him senseless and speechless; his blood and brains flow out. The knights spring from the tables, persuaded that it is the devil who had made his way among them there. Of young or old there none remains, for all were thrown in great dismay. Each one tries to outrun the other in beating a hasty retreat. Soon they were all clear of the palace, and cry aloud, both weak and strong: "Flee, flee, here comes the corpse! ESS EVEN WERE THOU WITH THY HANDS RIGHT NOW TO SNATCH OUT MY EYES OR FLAY ME ALIVE IN THE MIDST OF THESE WORDS AND DISPUTES ERIC RECOVERED FROM HIS SWOON LIKE A MAN WHO AWAKES FROM SLEEP NO WONDER THAT HE WAS AMAZED AT THE CROWD OF PEOPLE HE SAW AROUND BUT GREAT WAS HIS GRIEF AND GREAT HIS WOE WHEN HE HEARD THE VOICE OF HIS WIFE HE STEPPED TO THE FLOOR FROM OFF THE DAZE AND QUICKLY DREW HIS SWORD WRATH AND THE LOVE HE BORE HIS WIFE GAVE HIM COURAGE HE RUNS THITHER WHERE HE SEES HER AND STRIKES THE COUNT SQUARELY UPON THE HEAD SO THAT HE BEATS OUT HIS BRAINS AND KNOCKING IN HIS FOREHEAD LEAVES HIM SENSELESS AND SPEECHLESS HIS BLOOD AND BRAINS FLOW OUT THE KNIGHTS SPRING FROM THE TABLES PERSUADED THAT IT IS THE DEVIL WHO HAD MADE HIS WAY AMONG THEM THERE OF YOUNG OR OLD THERE NONE REMAINS FOR ALL WERE THROWN IN GREAT DISMAY EACH ONE TRIES TO OUTRUN THE OTHER IN BEATING A HASTY RETREAT SOON THEY ARE ALL CLEAR OF THE PALACE AND CRY ALOUD BOTH WEAK AND STRONG FLEE FLEE HERE COMES THE CORPSE
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