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horse cast up four sods with his four hoofs, like four swallows in the air about his head, now above, now below. About him was a robe of purple, and an apple of gold was at each corner, and every one of the apples was of the value of a hundred cows. And the blades of grass bent not beneath him, so light were his horse's feet as he journeyed toward the gate of Arthur's palace.
' Is there a porter ? ' cried Kilwch, looking round for someone to open the gate.
' There is ; and I am Arthur's porter every first day of January,' answered a man coming out to him. ' The rest of the year there are other porters, and among them Pennpingyon, who goes upon his head to save his feet.'
' Well, open the portal, I say.'
' No, that I may not do, for none can enter save the son of a king or a pedlar who has goods to sell. But elsewhere there will be food for thy dogs and hay for thy horse, and for thee collops cooked and peppered, and sweet wine shall be served in the guest chamber.'
' That will not do for me,' answered Kilwch. ' If thou wilt not open the gate I will send up three shouts that shall be heard from Cornwall unto the north, and yet again to Ireland.'
' Whatsoever clamour thou mayest make,' spake Glewlwyd the porter, thou shalt not enter until I first go and speak with Arthur.'
Then Glewlwyd went into the hall, and Arthur said to him :
' Hast thou news from the gate ? ' and the porter answered :
' Far have I travelled, both in this island and elsewhere, and many kingly men have I seen ; but never yet have I beheld one equal in majesty to him who now stands at the door.'
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