[Le morte darthur]

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Title
[Le morte darthur]
Author
Malory, Thomas, Sir, 15th cent.
Publication
Enprynted and fynysshed in thabbey Westmestre :: [Caxton?],
the last day of Juyl the yere of our lord M.CCCC.lxxxv [1485]
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Subject terms
Arthur, -- King.
Arthurian romances.
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"[Le morte darthur]." In the digital collection Early English Books Online. https://name.umdl.umich.edu/A21703.0001.001. University of Michigan Library Digital Collections. Accessed June 5, 2024.

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¶Capitulum x

ANd whanne the Quene herd them saye soo / she felle to the erthe in a dede swoune / and thenne syr Bors took her vp / and dawed her / & whanne she was awaked she kneled afore the thre knyghtes / and helde vp bothe their handes and besoughte them to seke hym / and spare not for noo goodes but that he e founden / for I wote he is oute of his mynde / & sir Bors / syr Ector / and syr Lyonel departed from the quene for they myght not abyde no lenger for sorowe / and thenne the quene sent them tresour ynough for theyr expencys / and so they took their horses and their armour and departed / and then ne they rode from countrey to countrey in forestes and in wyl∣dernes and in wastes / and euer they laid watche bothe att fo∣restes and at alle maner of men as they rode to herken and spe¦re after hym / as he that was a naked man in his sherte with a / swerd in his hand / ¶ And thus they rode nyghe a quarter of a yere endlonge and ouerthwarte in many places forestes and wildernes / and oftymes were euylle lod∣ged for his sake / and yett for alle theire laboure and sekynge coude they neuer here word of hym / ¶ And wete yow well

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these thre knyghtes were passynge sory / Thenne at the laste sire Bors and his felawes mette with a knyghte that hyght syr Melyon de Tartare / Now fayre knyʒt said sir Bors / whether be ye awey / for they knewe eyther other afore tyme / Sir said Melyon I am in the way toward the courte of kyng Arthur Thenne we praye yow sayd sire Bors that ye wille telle my lord Arthur and my lady quene Gueneuer and alle the fe∣laushyp of the roūd table that we can not in no wyse here telle where syr launcelot is become / ¶Thenne sire Melyon departed from them / and sayd that he wold telle the kynge and the que¦ne and alle the felaushyp of the round table as they had de∣syred hym / Soo whanne sire Melyon came to the Courte of kynge Arthur / he told the kynge and the quene and al the felauship of the round table what sir Bors had said of syre Launcelot / Thenne sire Gawayne sire Vwayne / syr Sagramor le desyrus / syr Aglouale / and syre Percyuale de galys tooke vpon them by the grete desyre of kynge Arthur / and in especi∣al by the quene to seke thorou out all Englond walys & Scot¦land to fynde sire launcelot / and with hem rode eyghten kn∣yghtes moo to bere them felauship / and wete ye wel / they lac∣ked no maner of spendyng / and soo were they thre and twen¦ty knyghtes / ¶Now torne we to syre Launcelot / and speke we of his care and woo / and what payne he there endured / for cold / honger and thurste he had plente / ¶And thus as these noble knyghtes rode to gyders / they by one assente departed / & thenne they rode by two / by thre / and by foure / and by fyue / & euer they assigned where they shold mete / And soo sir Aglo∣uale and syr Percyuale rode to gyders vnto theyr moder that was a quene in tho dayes / And whanne she sawe her two so∣nes / for Ioye she wepte tendyrly / And thenne she sayd / A my dere sones / whanne your fader was slayne / he lfte me iiij so∣nes / of the whiche now be tweyn slayne / And for the dethe of my noble sone syre Lamorak shalle my herte neuer be gladde / And thenne she kneled doune vpon her knees to fore Aglo∣uale and sir Percyuale / and besoughte them to abyde at home with her / A swete moder said syr Percyuale we may not / For we be come of kynges blood of bothe partyes / and therfor mo∣der it is our kynde to haunte armes and noble dedes / Allas

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my swete sones thenne she sayd▪ for your sakes I shalle lese my lykynge and lust / and thenne wynde and weder I may not endure / what for the dethe of your fader kynge Pellenore that was shamefully slayne by the handes of syr Gawayne / and his broder syre Gaherys / and they slewe hym not manly but by treason / A my dere sones this is a pyteous complaynte for me of your faders dethe / consyderynge also the dethe of sire Lamorak that of knyʒthode had but fewe felawee / Now my dere sones haue this in your mynde / Thenne there was but we¦pynge and sobbynge in the Courte whanne they shold depar∣te / and she felle in swounynge in myddes of the Courte /

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