Itinerary
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Chapter XXIV. Ñ
Of the great feast given by King Richard at Mategriffin, on
Christmas Day, to which he invited the king of France and all his people, and of his
splendid gifts.
The great festival of Christmas was at hand, kept with the greater
solemnity as it was the more needful for the redemption of the human race.
In honour of this festival, King Richard invited, with all respect,
the king of
France to dinner, and by the public crier called upon every soul to pass that
day with him in joy and gladness. At his courteous request, the king of
France came with an innumerable band of nobles, and a crowd of others.
He labours not much who compels a willing person; and we cannot
suppose many were absent from King RichardÕs feast. They were,
therefore, received with honour into the castle of Mategriffin, which he had
built against the will of the natives,
and where every one sat down
according to his rank. Who could count the variety of dishes which were
brought in, or the different kinds of cups, or the crowds of servants in
splendid attire? which, if any one wishes to do, let him measure in his
mind the magnanimity of King Richard, and then he can understand the
kind of feast which would be prepared. You might have seen there nothing
unbecoming or inapposite Ñ nothing which was not of value and
commendable; for the dishes and platters on
which they were served were
of no other material or substance than gold or silver, and all the vessels
were of wrought gold or silver, with images of men and beasts worked
thereon with the chisel or the file, and adorned with precious stories.
Moreover, their joyous countenances were conspicuous above all, and gave
a grace to the festival; and the guests were entertained with the
cheerfulness of the entertainers over and above
the variety and abundance
of meat and drink. After the feast was at an end, King Richard set before
the king of France the most beautiful cups, and gave him his choice in
honour of the occasion, and gave to each of the nobles presents according
to his rank; for like Titus, with whose hand he lavished his wealth, he
thought that the day was lost on which
he happened to have given
nothing.