Once the parliament in York is gathered, Arthur speaks to his noble followers: “I purpose me to passe many perelles [perilous] ways and to ocupye the empyre [empire] that myne elders afore have claymed. There I pray you, counseyle me that may be best . . .”
As I ride the early morning fast-speed train from London to York, the two-hour journey gives me time to mull over why Malory’s fictional Arthur took the long trek from Winchester 200 miles—north— to York to hold a “parlement” before heading—south—toward Rome. Was there a bishop that needed to be consulted? A powerful noble whose men and arms would be essential? Was York the ancient or symbolic starting place for campaigns? It’s perplexing to me as a reader of Malory, perhaps confounded by being an American; I don’t know my Roman British history well enough to grasp a reason for this big detour.
The train is filled with vacationers, including many children. There is an air of festivity and a great stir each time we enter a tunnel: the fast-speed train causes an air pressure change and everyone’s ears pop. “Whoo!” shout the children amid laughter, tunnel after tunnel.
Triangulated between the River Ouse and the River Foss, York was long considered a center of government in the north—from the Romans, to the Anglo-Saxons, to medieval kings. York is known for its incredible “Minster,” an 11th century cathedral . . .
A well-preserved medieval “shambles” district . . .
And massive 13-foot-high city walls, some with foundations dating to Roman times but most built during the 13th-14thcentury (just before Malory’s time). The walls surround the historic city center are the longest town walls in England.
Before the medieval period, York was a Roman provincial capital, Eboracum, the northernmost city of the Roman Empire. Rome withdrew from England in the 5th century, the historical moment that gave rise to the legends of King Arthur.
If York represents the far reach of Rome, could Arthur’s campaign in Malory’s tale be seen as traversing from the furthest periphery of the Roman empire to its center? I am grasping at straws and decide to see what unfolds in York.
The train is so fast that it is difficult to look out the window as the nearby trees and hedge rows fly past at a dizzying rate. As in life, the distant views seem discernible, but the near view is disorienting.
Following the geography of Malory’s Roman War episode is a full-body reading experience akin to stepping through the wardrobe door of Narnia, a portal where a reader can enter the landscape of the book. Looking out to the distant fields, the same feeling from yesterday rises up in me: “Could I be any happier?”
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To my surprise, I do not love York. As I wander the city center, it is packed with large groups of Italian school children, as is every historic town in England in the summer. The kids are pretty hilarious—they link arms, sing songs, and stamp around town. But, with the many tourists and school groups, the streets are crowded and claustrophobic. The summer that would not come has now arrived, hot and slightly humid.
But I do discover in York what I came for—a possible answer as to why Arthur went north to York before embarking on the Roman War campaign. See next post!
Further Reading:
All citations are from Thomas Malory, Le Morte Darthur, P. J. C. Field, editor (2013).






























