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"Certes," saith Lancelot, "I will tell you though it grieve me sore." right." "In no wise," saith Lancelot, "Rather hath he done so much for me that "Ha, Sir," saith the knight, "Do you tell me true?" "Good right hath he to resemble me," saith the knight, "for we are "Certes, Sir," saith he, "Yea! and true tidings may I well say, for he "Certes," saith Lancelot, "True it is that I tell you." "Is he slain then, my brother?" saith the knight. "By God, Sir," saith he, "Sore grieved am I to tell it you, for never not seen him of more than a year, wherefore hath she gone seek her twins, but he was born first and hath more sense and knighthood than I; rode at my side five leagues Welsh, nor never saw I one man so like "Ha, Sir," saith the knight, "Know you then any tidings of him?" worth and beauty as she of whom he is loved of right true love, and where I shall find my brother." "Ha, sir," saith the knight, "For God's sake tell me nought that is not prize, my brother, by all the forests of the world. Sir," saith the "Wherefore?" saith the knight, "Hath he done you any mis-deed?" body farewell and help to bury him." "Yea, and of succouring me," saith Lancelot. I love you thereof and offer you my service." knight, "Let me go seek my brother, and tell me where I may find him." nor in all the Isles of the Moors is there damsel that hath so much more she desireth to see him than aught else that liveth, for she hath "Sir," saith Lancelot, "I will tell you. This morning did I bid his "Sir," saith the knight, "I am going my way, but for God's sake tell me another as are you to him."

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