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"Sir," saith the knight, "Of a surety will I not do this! Rather will "Sir," say they to Lancelot, "Greatly ought we to love you, yea, better evermore, throw down the axe and cry the knight quit! Otherwise have and so behoveth you to do!" have slain my brother." feet and crieth mercy of him as of the most loyal knight in the world. The damsels come down from the palace and are come to Lancelot. "For it is of you that I ought to pray mercy!" setteth himself on his knees and stretcheth forth his neck. The knight "But you? Have mercy on me, you! and slay me not!" saith Lancelot, I help you to my power to save your life against all men, for all you XIV. lifteth up the axe. Lancelot heareth the blow coming, boweth his head than all knights in the world beside. For we are the two damsels, With that the tears fell from his eyes, nor, never sithence that he was nor for heaviness of heart, but this time and one other. He taketh one of the damsels crieth to him, "And you would have my love for three blades of grass and so eateth thereof in token of the holy and the axe misseth him. He saith to him, "Sir Knight, so did not my you lost me for ever!" The knight forthwith flingeth down the axe and falleth at Lancelot's love!" knight, saith the story, had he wept for nought that had befallen him communion, then signeth him of the cross and blesseth him, riseth up, they knew Lancelot well. So, as the knight was aiming a second blow, Two damsels appeared at the palace-windows of passing great beauty, and brother that you slew; rather, he held his head and neck quite still,

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