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And when Sir Mordred heard Sir Arthur , he ran until him with his sword drawn in his hand . And there King Arthur smote Sir Mordred under the shield , with a foin of his spear , throughout the body , more than a fathom .
And when Sir Mordred heard Sir Arthur , he ran until him with his sword drawn in his hand . And there King Arthur smote Sir Mordred under the shield , with a foin of his spear , throughout the body , more than a fathom .
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So Sir Bedivere departed , and by the way he beheld that noble sword , that the pommel and the haft was all of precious stones ; and then he said to himself : If I throw this rich sword in the water , thereof shall never come good ...
So Sir Bedivere departed , and by the way he beheld that noble sword , that the pommel and the haft was all of precious stones ; and then he said to himself : If I throw this rich sword in the water , thereof shall never come good ...
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Who would have weened that , thou that hast been to me so lief and dear ? and thou art named a noble knight , and would betray me for the richness of the sword . But now go again lightly , for thy long tarrying putteth me in great ...
Who would have weened that , thou that hast been to me so lief and dear ? and thou art named a noble knight , and would betray me for the richness of the sword . But now go again lightly , for thy long tarrying putteth me in great ...
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