Concealing Nothing From the King
“He fell in front of the feet of the king’s horse, and the wind blew his habit right over his neck, so that he was entirely exposed to the unwilling eyes of the lord king.” […]
“He fell in front of the feet of the king’s horse, and the wind blew his habit right over his neck, so that he was entirely exposed to the unwilling eyes of the lord king.” […]
“The serpents began to struggle with each other; and the white one, raising himself up, threw down the other and sometimes drove him to the edge; and this was repeated thrice.” […]
“Allowed to become proud, however, he proves ungrateful.” […]
“With this blow he shattered the sword on crown, which was large, separated from his head so that the blood turned white from the brain yet no less did the brain turn red from the blood.” […]
“Let, wing’d with pleasure, the soft minutes flow, and lasting bliss no interruption know.” […]
“Cunt-bit, sorry shit, worthless git, hardened hide / Wasted wether, tawdry tether, evil adder: I defy you” […]
“Even that rustic prophet Merlin, a marvelous visionary who foretold the whole future of the English, spoke well of him in a mighty proclamation with a fine and truthful style.” […]
“Gawain swung round and, with the sword which he brandished, clove him through the helm and head to his chest, bidding him, when he got to hell, to tell Quintillianus that this was why the Britons were so good at boasting and making threats.” […]
“Spoke Arthur, ‘Though you may not remain here, chieftain, you will get whatever boon might be named by your head and your tongue.'” […]
“They chose a tall tree, cut off all its branches and removed all its leaves. Then they hoisted him up to the top in a bag. He was still not safe from his venomous assailants. The toads crawled up the tree looking for him.” […]
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