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Strana 108
made his prayers , and then suddenly his soul | King Arthur rode ... Sir Mordred * should meet betwixt both their hosts , and every each of them ... Lucan the Butler , and his brother Sir Bedivere , and they were full sore ...
made his prayers , and then suddenly his soul | King Arthur rode ... Sir Mordred * should meet betwixt both their hosts , and every each of them ... Lucan the Butler , and his brother Sir Bedivere , and they were full sore ...
Strana 109
thrust himself with the might that he had up to the bur of King Arthur's spear . And right so he smote his father Arthur ... Lucan the Butler and Sir Bedivere ofttimes heaved him up . And so weakly ... king , SIR THOMAS MALORY 109.
thrust himself with the might that he had up to the bur of King Arthur's spear . And right so he smote his father Arthur ... Lucan the Butler and Sir Bedivere ofttimes heaved him up . And so weakly ... king , SIR THOMAS MALORY 109.
Strana 110
... Sir Bedivere took the king upon his back , and so went with him to that water side . And when they were at the water ... Lucan the Butler , was your brother . Then Sir Bedivere told the hermit all as ye have heard to fore . So ...
... Sir Bedivere took the king upon his back , and so went with him to that water side . And when they were at the water ... Lucan the Butler , was your brother . Then Sir Bedivere told the hermit all as ye have heard to fore . So ...
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