English Masterpieces, Volume 1P. Owen, 1957 |
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Page 235
... Sir Lucan the Butler , and his brother Sir Bedivere , and they were full sore wounded . " Jesu mercy , " said the king , " where are all my noble knights become ? Alas that ever I should see this doleful day , for now , " said Arthur ...
... Sir Lucan the Butler , and his brother Sir Bedivere , and they were full sore wounded . " Jesu mercy , " said the king , " where are all my noble knights become ? Alas that ever I should see this doleful day , for now , " said Arthur ...
Page 236
... Sir Lucan , " said the king , " and do me to wit what betokens that noise in the field . " So Sir Lucan de- parted ... Bedivere the other part , and in the lifting the king swooned ; and Sir Lucan fell in a swoon with the lift , that the ...
... Sir Lucan , " said the king , " and do me to wit what betokens that noise in the field . " So Sir Lucan de- parted ... Bedivere the other part , and in the lifting the king swooned ; and Sir Lucan fell in a swoon with the lift , that the ...
Page 237
... Sir Bedivere hid Excalibur under a tree . And so , as soon as he might , he came again unto the king , and said he had been at the water , and had thrown the sword in the water ... Bedivere cried : " Ah my lord Arthur , LE MORTE D'ARTHUR 237.
... Sir Bedivere hid Excalibur under a tree . And so , as soon as he might , he came again unto the king , and said he had been at the water , and had thrown the sword in the water ... Bedivere cried : " Ah my lord Arthur , LE MORTE D'ARTHUR 237.
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