At that time there was a knight, the which was the king’s son of Alamandria, and his name was Tamvel, and he thought to win worship in strange adventures. So he mounted on his horse, armed at all rights, and rode into many strange and wild countries. And at the last by fortune him happened, against a night, to come to a wildsome courtelage and then into a garden and therein he found a statue so wonderly wrought it seemed as if it might stir anon.

"What matter art thou made of?" quoth he. "Neither marble nor granite nor any earthly thing.” And then when he looked on it he understood an enchantment had been cast upon it and he retrayed. Then he looked upon the garden (in case the enchanter who had breathed life into the statue might return unbidden.)

Then he drew his sword and went unto the statue. "How long hast thou stood here,” he said. “and to what end?"

Therein he fell in great thoughts awhile for he wondered sore what manner of man he was that would by his malice cast a false enchantment upon this statue.

Then thought he to take the enchantment from it and he kissed the statue and so it turned into the likeliness as it was before.