MORTE D'ARTHUR. And o'er him, drawing it, the winter moon, Then spake King Arthur to Sir Bedivere: To whom replied King Arthur, faint and pale: Which might have pleased the eyes of many men. Were it well to obey then, if a king demand An act unprofitable, against himself? The King is sick, and knows not what he does. So might some old man speak in the aftertime But now much honor and much fame were lost." 기 MORTE D'ARTHUR. And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere: "I heard the water lapping on the crag, And the long ripple washing in the reeds." 66 To whom replied King Arthur, much in wrath: Unknightly, traitor-hearted! Woe is me! Laid widowed of the power in his eye That bowed the will. I see thee what thou art, And the third time may prosper, get thee hence: I will arise and slay thee with my hands." And flashing round and round, and whirled in an |