And then were they ware of a fair knight armed, under a tree, lacking no piece of harness, save his helm lay under his head.

By the good lord, said Sir Tristram, yonder lieth a well-faring knight; what is best to do?
Awake him, said Sir Palomides.

So Sir Tristram awaked him with the butt of his spear.

And so the knight rose up hastily and put his helm upon his head, and gat a great spear in his hand; and without any more words he hurled unto Sir Tristram, and smote him clean from his saddle to the earth, and hurt him on the left side, that Sir Tristram lay in great peril.

Then he walloped farther, and fetched his course, and came hurling upon Sir Palomides, and there he struck him a part through the body, that he fell from his horse to the earth.