William Morris,
The Water of the Wondrous Isles
“ The sele of the day to thee, Sir Thomas, True Thomas! Fair is thy bed, and most fair thy bedfellow. The Black Knight drew aback from him and was now come awake, wherefore he stood on his guard, but said nought. Then said the Red Knight: Sir Thomas, I have been asking this fair lady a question, but her memory faileth her and she may not answer it; perchance thou mayst do better. Tell me where and how many times hast thou bedded her betwixt last Tuesday and this? Nowhere and never, cried Sir Thomas, knitting his brows and handling his sword. ”
