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>And thus they fought all the longe day, and never stynted tylle the noble knyghtes were layde to the colde erthe. And ever they fought stylle tylle hit was nere nyght, and by than was there an hondred thousand leyde dede uppon the erthe. Than was kynge Arthure wode wrothe oute of mesure, whan he saw hys people so slayne frome hym.
>And so he loked aboute hym and cowde se no me of all hys oste and good knyghtes leffte, no me on lyve but two knyghtes: the tone was sir Lucan de Buttler and hys brother, sir Bedwere; and yette they were full sore wounded.
>‘Jesu mercy!’ seyde the kynge, ‘where ar all my noble knyghtes becom?
>And thus they fought all the longe day, and never stynted tylle the noble knyghtes were layde to the colde erthe. And ever they fought stylle tylle hit was nere nyght, and by than was there an hondred thousand leyde dede uppon the erthe. Than was kynge Arthure wode wrothe oute of mesure, whan he saw hys people so slayne frome hym.
>And so he loked aboute hym and cowde se no me of all hys oste and good knyghtes leffte, no me on lyve but two knyghtes: the tone was sir Lucan de Buttler and hys brother, sir Bedwere; and yette they were full sore wounded.
>‘Jesu mercy!’ seyde the kynge, ‘where ar all my noble knyghtes becom?
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