Child's, The English And Scottish Ballads

Volume 1 of 8 from 1860 edition

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KING ARTHUR'S DEATH.                    45
Remember what the vision spake, Nor meete your foe, if it may bee."
" 0 staye mee not, thou worthye wight,
This debt my loyal knights I owe :                 w
Betide me life, betide me death, I will avenge them of their foe."
Then straite he grasp'd his trustye speare, And on his horse then mounted hee :
As his butler holpe him to his horse,                   k
His bowels gushed to his knee.
" Alas ! " then sayd the noble king, " That I should live this sight to see !
To see this good knight here be slaine,
All for his love in helping mee ! "                   100
He put his speare into his reste, And to Sir Mordred loud gan crye ;
" Nowe sette thyself upon thy guarde, For, traitor, nowe thy death is nye."
Sir Mordred lifted up his sworde,                       ios
-And fierce to meet the king ran hee :
The king his speare he through him thrust, A fathom thorow his bodie.
When Mordered felt the stroke of death, And found that he was wounded soe, »o