But at the last Sir Galahalt, the haut prince, smote a stroke of might unto Palomides, sore upon the helm; but the helm was so hard that the sword might not bite, but slipped and smote off the head of the horse of Sir Palomides.

When the haut prince wist and saw the good knight fall unto the earth he was ashamed of that stroke.

And therewith he alighted down off his own horse, and prayed the good knight, Palomides, to take that horse of his gift, and to forgive him that deed.
Sir, said Palomides, I thank you of your great goodness, for ever of a man of worship a knight shall never have disworship; and so he mounted upon that horse, and the haut prince had another anon.

Now, said the haut prince, I release to you that maiden, for ye have won her.

Ah, said Palomides, the damosel and I be at your commandment.
So they departed, and Sir Galahalt did great deeds of arms.