It is three months ago, the herald says,

Sir Launcelot disappeared. Three months ago

This knight was wounded and brought hither. Then,

Another thing—but now I took him news

Of the King’s victory; he was greatly stirred;

But when I spoke of this new head of trouble

Reared in the West, he started up and cried,

“I must be gone: the King has need of me!”

Sir Bernard

Sir Bernard

Sir Launcelot? It can hardly be, Lavaine.

But he has borne him like a true, brave knight,

And though he has kept his name unknown to us

I’ll wager it is noble——

Lavaine

Lavaine

And a name

Not less renowned than noble, I am sure.

Father, King Arthur needs good men-at-arms,

Needs every sword that’s loyal. If our guest

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