Ah madam, said Launcelot, in this ye must hold me excused for divers
causes; one is, I was but late in the quest of the Sangreal; and I
thank God of his great mercy, and never of my desert, that I saw in
that my quest as much as ever saw any sinful man, and so was it told
me. And if I had not had my privy thoughts to return to your love again
as I do, I had seen as great mysteries as ever saw my son Galahad,
outher Percivale, or Sir Bors; and therefore, madam, I was but late in
that quest. Wit ye well, madam, it may not be yet lightly forgotten the
high service in whom I did my diligent labour. Also, madam, wit ye well
that there be many men speak of our love in this court, and have you
and me greatly in await, as Sir Agravaine and Sir Mordred; and madam,
wit ye well I dread them more for your sake than for any fear I have of
them myself, for I may happen to escape and rid myself in a great need,
where ye must abide all that will be said unto you. And then if that ye
fall in any distress through wilful folly, then is there none other
remedy or help but by me and my blood. And wit ye well, madam, the
boldness of you and me will bring us to great shame and slander; and
that were me loath to see you dishonoured. And that is the cause I take
upon me more for to do for damosels and maidens than ever I did
to-fore, that men should understand my joy and my delight is my
pleasure to have ado for damosels and maidens.
CHAPTER II. How the queen commanded Sir Launcelot to avoid the court,
and of the sorrow that Launcelot made.
All this while the queen stood still and let Sir Launcelot say what he
would. And when he had all said she brast out a-weeping, and so she
sobbed and wept a great while. And when she might speak she said:
Launcelot, now I well understand that thou art a false recreant knight
and a common lecher, and lovest and holdest other ladies, and by me
thou hast disdain and scorn. For wit thou well, she said, now I
understand thy falsehood, and therefore shall I never love thee no
more. And never be thou so hardy to come in my sight; and right here I
discharge thee this court, that thou never come within it; and I
forfend thee my fellowship, and upon pain of thy head that thou see me
no more. Right so Sir Launcelot departed with great heaviness, that
unnethe he might sustain himself for great dole-making.
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