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Sir Thomas Malory Historic Tales: The Romance of Reality…

For you may be sure that Sir Bors and my other kindred, with Lavaine and others of my friends, will rescue you from harm, and I beg you to go with them and live like a queen on my lands."
"That will I not, Lancelot," said the queen. "If you are slain for me, then death may come when it will, for I shall not live long to mourn you."
"Then, since my last hour seems to have come, and our love and life must cease together, so let it be; but some of those barking curs shall go with me to the shades. I am heavier at heart for you than for myself. Ah, that I had but a knight's armor!"
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Sir Thomas Malory Historic Tales: The Romance of Reality…

Sir Tristram will be found where love leads him."
"I warrant me that. Your true lover has no will of his own, but is led like an ox, with a ring in his nose. I marvel what juice of folly gets into the pates of these lovers to make them so mad about the women."
"Why, sir," said Isolde, "can it be that you are a knight and no lover? I fancy that there can be no true man-of-arms who seeks not by his deeds to win the smiles of the fair."
"They who care to be fed on smiles are welcome to them, but I am not made of that fashion," answered Dinadan.
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Sir Thomas Malory Historic Tales: The Romance of Reality…

Had not the might of God been with me, think you that I could, unarmed, have prevailed over fourteen armed knights? I was sent for by the queen, who wished to confer with me, but had barely stepped within her chamber, when out burst Mordred and Agravaine, calling me traitor and recreant knight."
"They called you truly," said Gawaine.
"Did they so, Gawaine? By heaven, in their quarrel they failed to prove themselves in the right."
"I have given you no cause to do evil to me, Lancelot," said the king. "For I have loved you and yours more than all my other knights."
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