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And
Arthur
and
Sir
Accolon
were
now
grown
hot
against
each
other
,
and
spared
not
strength
nor
fury
in
their
fierce
assaults
;
but
the
king
’
s
sword
gave
way
continually
before
Sir
Accolon
’
s
,
so
that
at
every
stroke
he
was
sore
wounded
,
and
his
blood
ran
from
him
so
fast
that
it
was
a
marvel
he
could
stand
.
When
King
Arthur
saw
the
ground
so
sore
be
-
blooded
,
he
bethought
him
in
dismay
that
there
was
magic
treason
worked
upon
him
,
and
that
his
own
true
sword
was
changed
,
for
it
seemed
to
him
that
the
sword
in
Sir
Accolon
’
s
hand
was
Excalibur
,
for
fearfully
it
drew
his
blood
at
every
blow
,
while
what
he
held
himself
kept
no
sharp
edge
,
nor
fell
with
any
force
upon
his
foe
.
“
Now
,
knight
,
look
to
thyself
,
and
keep
thee
well
from
me
,
”
cried
out
Sir
Accolon
.
But
King
Arthur
answered
not
,
and
gave
him
such
a
buffet
on
the
helm
as
made
him
stagger
and
nigh
fall
upon
the
ground
.
Then
Sir
Accolon
withdrew
a
little
,
and
came
on
with
Excalibur
on
high
,
and
smote
King
Arthur
in
return
with
such
a
mighty
stroke
as
almost
felled
him
;
and
both
being
now
in
hottest
wrath
,
they
gave
each
other
grievous
and
savage
blows
.
But
Arthur
all
the
time
was
losing
so
much
blood
that
scarcely
could
he
keep
upon
his
feet
yet
so
full
was
he
of
knighthood
,
that
knightly
he
endured
the
pain
,
and
still
sustained
himself
,
though
now
he
was
so
feeble
that
he
thought
himself
about
to
die
.
Sir
Accolon
,
as
yet
,
had
lost
no
drop
of
blood
,
and
being
very
bold
and
confident
in
Excalibur
,
even
grew
more
vigorous
and
hasty
in
his
assaults
.
But
all
men
who
beheld
them
said
they
never
saw
a
knight
fight
half
so
well
as
did
King
Arthur
;
and
all
the
people
were
so
grieved
for
him
that
they
besought
Sir
Damas
and
Sir
Outzlake
to
make
up
their
quarrel
and
so
stay
the
fight
;
but
they
would
not
.
So
still
the
battle
raged
,
till
Arthur
drew
a
little
back
for
breath
and
a
few
moments
’
rest
;
but
Accolon
came
on
after
him
,
following
fiercely
and
crying
loud
,
“
It
is
no
time
for
me
to
suffer
thee
to
rest
,
”
and
therewith
set
upon
him
.
Then
Arthur
,
full
of
scorn
and
rage
,
lifted
up
his
sword
and
struck
Sir
Accolon
upon
the
helm
so
mightily
that
he
drove
him
to
his
knees
;
but
with
the
force
of
that
great
stroke
his
brittle
,
treacherous
sword
broke
short
off
at
the
hilt
,
and
fell
down
in
the
grass
among
the
blood
,
leaving
the
pommel
only
in
his
hand
.
At
that
,
King
Arthur
thought
within
himself
that
all
was
over
,
and
secretly
prepared
his
mind
for
death
,
yet
kept
himself
so
knightly
sheltered
by
his
shield
that
he
lost
no
ground
,
and
made
as
though
he
yet
had
hope
and
cheer
.
Then
said
Sir
Accolon
,
“
Sir
knight
,
thou
now
art
overcome
and
canst
endure
no
longer
,
seeing
thou
art
weaponless
,
and
hast
lost
already
so
much
blood
.
Yet
am
I
fully
loth
to
slay
thee
;
yield
,
then
,
therefore
,
to
me
as
recreant
.
”
“
Nay
,
”
said
King
Arthur
,
“
that
may
I
not
,
for
I
have
promised
to
do
battle
to
the
uttermost
by
the
faith
of
my
body
while
my
life
lasteth
;
and
I
had
rather
die
with
honour
than
live
with
shame
;
and
if
it
were
possible
for
me
to
die
an
hundred
times
,
I
had
rather
die
as
often
than
yield
me
to
thee
,
for
though
I
lack
weapons
,
I
shall
lack
no
worship
,
and
it
shall
be
to
thy
shame
to
slay
me
weaponless
.
”
“
Aha
,
”
shouted
then
Sir
Accolon
,
“
as
for
the
shame
,
I
will
not
spare
;
look
to
thyself
,
sir
knight
,
for
thou
art
even
now
but
a
dead
man
.
”
Therewith
he
drove
at
him
with
pitiless
force
,
and
struck
him
nearly
down
;
but
Arthur
evermore
waxing
in
valour
as
he
waned
in
blood
,
pressed
on
Sir
Accolon
with
his
shield
,
and
hit
at
him
so
fiercely
with
the
pommel
in
his
hand
,
as
hurled
him
three
strides
backwards
.
This
,
therefore
,
so
confused
Sir
Accolon
,
that
rushing
up
,
all
dizzy
,
to
deliver
once
again
a
furious
blow
,
even
as
he
struck
,
Excalibur
,
by
Vivien
’
s
magic
,
fell
from
out
his
hands
upon
the
earth
.
Beholding
which
,
King
Arthur
lightly
sprang
to
it
,
and
grasped
it
,
and
forthwith
felt
it
was
his
own
good
sword
,
and
said
to
it
,
“
Thou
hast
been
from
me
all
too
long
,
and
done
me
too
much
damage
.
”
Then
spying
the
scabbard
hanging
by
Sir
Accolon
’
s
side
,
he
sprang
and
pulled
it
from
him
,
and
cast
it
away
as
far
as
he
could
throw
it
;
for
so
long
as
he
had
worn
it
,
Arthur
new
his
life
would
have
been
kept
secure
.
“
Oh
,
knight
!
”
then
said
the
king
,
“
thou
hast
this
day
wrought
me
much
damage
by
this
sword
,
but
now
art
thou
come
to
thy
death
,
for
I
shall
not
warrant
thee
but
that
thou
shalt
suffer
,
ere
we
part
,
somewhat
of
that
thou
hast
made
me
suffer
.
”
And
therewithal
King
Arthur
flew
at
him
with
all
his
might
,
and
pulled
him
to
the
earth
,
and
then
struck
off
his
helm
,
and
gave
him
on
the
head
a
fearful
buffet
,
till
the
blood
leaped
forth
.
“
Now
will
I
slay
thee
!
”
cried
King
Arthur
;
for
his
heart
was
hardened
,
and
his
body
all
on
fire
with
fever
,
till
for
a
moment
he
forgot
his
knightly
mercy
.
“
Slay
me
thou
mayest
,
”
said
Sir
Accolon
,
“
for
thou
art
the
best
knight
I
ever
found
,
and
I
see
well
that
God
is
with
thee
;
and
I
,
as
thou
hast
,
have
promised
to
fight
this
battle
to
the
uttermost
,
and
never
to
be
recreant
while
I
live
;
therefore
shall
I
never
yield
me
with
my
mouth
,
and
God
must
do
with
my
body
what
he
will
.
”
And
as
Sir
Accolon
spoke
,
King
Arthur
thought
he
knew
his
voice
;
and
parting
all
his
blood
-
stained
hair
from
out
his
eyes
,
and
leaning
down
towards
him
,
saw
,
indeed
,
it
was
his
friend
and
own
true
knight
.
Then
said
he
—
keeping
his
own
visor
down
—
“
I
pray
thee
tell
me
of
what
country
art
thou
,
and
what
court
?
”
“
Sir
knight
,
”
he
answered
,
“
I
am
of
King
Arthur
’
s
court
,
and
my
name
is
Sir
Accolon
of
Gaul
.
”
Then
said
the
king
,
“
Oh
,
sir
knight
!
I
pray
thee
tell
me
who
gave
thee
this
sword
?
and
from
whom
thou
hadst
it
?
”
Then
said
Sir
Accolon
,
“
Woe
worth
this
sword
,
for
by
it
I
have
gotten
my
death
.
This
sword
hath
been
in
my
keeping
now
for
almost
twelve
months
,
and
yesterday
Queen
Morgan
le
Fay
,
wife
of
King
Urience
,
sent
it
to
me
by
a
dwarf
,
that
therewith
I
might
in
some
way
slay
her
brother
,
King
Arthur
;
for
thou
must
understand
that
King
Arthur
is
the
man
she
hateth
most
in
all
the
world
,
being
full
of
envy
and
jealousy
because
he
is
of
greater
worship
and
renown
than
any
other
of
her
blood
.
She
loveth
me
also
as
much
as
she
doth
hate
him
;
and
if
she
might
contrive
to
slay
King
Arthur
by
her
craft
and
magic
,
then
would
she
straightway
kill
her
husband
also
,
and
make
me
the
king
of
all
this
land
,
and
herself
my
queen
,
to
reign
with
me
;
but
now
,
”
said
he
,
“
all
that
is
over
,
for
this
day
I
am
come
to
my
death
.
”
“
It
would
have
been
sore
treason
of
thee
to
destroy
thy
lord
,
”
said
Arthur
.
“
Thou
sayest
truly
,
”
answered
he
;
“
but
now
that
I
have
told
thee
,
and
openly
confessed
to
thee
all
that
foul
treason
whereof
I
now
do
bitterly
repent
,
tell
me
,
I
pray
thee
,
whence
art
thou
,
and
of
what
court
?
”
“
O
,
Sir
Accolon
!
”
said
King
Arthur
,
“
learn
that
I
am
myself
King
Arthur
.
”
When
Sir
Accolon
heard
this
he
cried
aloud
,
“
Alas
,
my
gracious
lord
!
have
mercy
on
me
,
for
I
knew
thee
not
.
”
“
Thou
shalt
have
mercy
,
”
said
he
,
“
for
thou
knewest
not
my
person
at
this
time
;
and
though
by
thine
own
confession
thou
art
a
traitor
,
yet
do
I
blame
thee
less
,
because
thou
hast
been
blinded
by
the
false
crafts
of
my
sister
Morgan
le
Fay
,
whom
I
have
trusted
more
than
all
others
of
my
kin
,
and
whom
I
now
shall
know
well
how
to
punish
.
