With that truncheon thou hast slain a good knight, and now it…

Whoso pulleth out this sword of this stone and anvil, is rightwise the King born of all England.

In the midst of the lake Arthur was ware of an arm clothed in white samite, that held a fair sword in that hand.

It befell in the days of Uther Pendragon, when he was king of all England, and so reigned, that there was a mighty duke in Cornwall that held war against him long time. And the duke was called the duke of Tintagil.

Well, said Merlin, I know whom thou seekest, for thou seekest Merlin; therefore seek no farther, for I am he.

Then were they afeard when they saw a knight.

Knight, keep well thy head, for thou shalt have a buffet for the slaying of my horse.