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”
When
he
had
thus
spoken
,
Sir
Gawain
gave
up
his
ghost
,
and
the
king
grievously
mourned
for
him
.
Then
they
told
him
that
the
enemy
had
camped
on
Barham
Downs
,
whereat
,
with
all
his
hosts
,
he
straightway
marched
there
,
and
fought
again
a
bloody
battle
,
and
overthrew
Sir
Modred
utterly
.
Howbeit
,
he
raised
yet
another
army
,
and
retreating
ever
from
before
the
king
,
increased
his
numbers
as
he
went
,
till
at
the
farthest
west
in
Lyonesse
,
he
once
more
made
a
stand
.
Now
,
on
the
night
of
Trinity
Sunday
,
being
the
eve
of
the
battle
,
King
Arthur
had
a
vision
,
and
saw
Sir
Gawain
in
a
dream
,
who
warned
him
not
to
fight
with
Modred
on
the
morrow
,
else
he
would
be
surely
slain
;
and
prayed
him
to
delay
till
Lancelot
and
his
knights
should
come
to
aid
him
.
So
when
King
Arthur
woke
he
told
his
lords
and
knights
that
vision
,
and
all
agreed
to
wait
the
coming
of
Sir
Lancelot
.
Then
a
herald
was
sent
with
a
message
of
truce
to
Sir
Modred
,
and
a
treaty
was
made
that
neither
army
should
assail
the
other
.
But
when
the
treaty
was
agreed
upon
,
and
the
heralds
returned
,
King
Arthur
said
to
his
knights
,
“
Beware
,
lest
Sir
Modred
deceive
us
,
for
I
in
no
wise
trust
him
,
and
if
swords
be
drawn
be
ready
to
encounter
!
”
And
Sir
Modred
likewise
gave
an
order
,
that
if
any
man
of
the
king
’
s
army
drew
his
sword
,
they
should
begin
to
fight
.
And
as
it
chanced
,
a
knight
of
the
king
’
s
side
was
bitten
by
an
adder
in
the
foot
,
and
hastily
drew
forth
his
sword
to
slay
it
.
That
saw
Sir
Modred
,
and
forthwith
commanded
all
his
army
to
assail
the
king
’
s
.
So
both
sides
rushed
to
battle
,
and
fought
passing
fiercely
.
And
when
the
king
saw
there
was
no
hope
to
stay
them
,
he
did
right
mightily
and
nobly
as
a
king
should
do
,
and
ever
,
like
a
lion
,
raged
in
the
thickest
of
the
press
,
and
slew
on
the
right
hand
and
on
the
left
,
till
his
horse
went
fetlock
deep
in
blood
.
So
all
day
long
they
fought
,
and
stinted
not
till
many
a
noble
knight
was
slain
.
But
the
king
was
passing
sorrowful
to
see
his
trusty
knights
lie
dead
on
every
side
.
And
at
the
last
but
two
remained
beside
him
,
Sir
Lucan
,
and
his
brother
,
Sir
Bedivere
,
and
both
were
sorely
wounded
.
