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XII. The knights and ladies swoon over him as he departeth. Lancelot hath And the knight saith to him, "Sir, alight!" rideth amidst the streets, and findeth a great palace that seemeth him churches all lying waste, and the markets and exchanges all empty. He off your own therewith." knight was of great comeliness and young of age. Lancelot seeth him Thereupon, lo you, the knight that cometh down into the midst of the from his hand. heard all this and much marvelleth he thereof, but nought thereof may not be respited! Sore hatred ought we to bear toward him that hath adjudged you such a death." dole. And they say to a knight: "Ha, God, sore grief and pity is this to be better and more ancient than all the others. He bideth awhile hall, clad in a short red jerkin; and he was girt with a rich girdle of he see. "Sir, needs must you cut me off my head with this axe, for of this and on his head had he a great cap of gold, and he held great axe. The of you, that you must needs die in such manner, and that your death may "Certes," saith Lancelot, "Willingly." gold, and had a rich clasp at his neck wherein were many rich stones, coming, and looketh upon him right fainly when he seeth him appear. the mounting-stage, and putteth his shield from his neck and his spear "Sir," saith he to the knight, "What is your pleasure?" before it and heareth within how knights and ladies are making great He alighteth and maketh his horse fast to a ring of silver that was on weapon hath my death been adjudged, but and you will not, I will cut

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