Now, when they reached the fair castle towards which they had been journeying (теперь, когда они достигли прекрасного замка, к которому направлялись; to journey — путешествовать, совершать поездку), they stayed there many days, and made merry (они пробыли там много дней, пируя/веселясь); and one night, as they sat in cheerful ease around the logs that burned in the great hall (и однажды вечером, когда они сидели весело и беззаботно: «в веселой беззаботности» у огня, пылающего в огромном зале; log — бревно, колода, чурбан), and drank a loving measure, there came the comrade they had lost, and greeted them (и осушали большие кубки, вошел товарищ, которого они потеряли, и поприветствовал их; to drink; loving — верный, любящий, преданный; measure — мера, степень). His clothes were ragged, like a beggar's (его одежда была разорвана, как у нищего; ragged — рваный, изорванный /в клочья/; одетый в лохмотья), and many sad wounds were on his sweet flesh (и множество тяжелых ран было на его прекрасном теле; sweet — сладкий; приятный, милый /о внешности/), but upon his face there shone a great radiance of deep joy (но его лицо светилось великой, глубокой радостью; to shine; radiance — сияние).

And they questioned him, asking him what had befallen him (и они спрашивали его, что с ним произошло; to befall-befell-befallen): and he told them how in the dark wood he had lost his way (и он рассказал им, как заблудился в темном лесу), and had wandered many days and nights (и блуждал много дней и ночей), till, torn and bleeding, he had lain him down to die (пока, исцарапанный и обессиленный, не лег, чтобы умереть; to bleed — истекать кровью).

measure ['me] wound [wu:nd]

Now, when they reached the fair castle towards which they had been journeying, they stayed there many days, and made merry; and one night, as they sat in cheerful ease around the logs that burned in the great hall, and drank a loving measure, there came the comrade they had lost, and greeted them. His clothes were ragged, like a beggar's, and many sad wounds were on his sweet flesh, but upon his face there shone a great radiance of deep joy.

And they questioned him, asking him what had befallen him: and he told them how in the dark wood he had lost his way, and had wandered many days and nights, till, torn and bleeding, he had lain him down to die.