The noble acts newly found, of Arthur of the table round to the tune of Flying fame.
         Deloney, Thomas, 1543?-1600.
      
       
         
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             The noble acts newly found, of Arthur of the table round to the tune of Flying fame.
             Deloney, Thomas, 1543?-1600.
          
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             By W.I.,
             Imprinted at London :
             [ca. 1620]
          
           
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           The
           Noble
           Acts
           n●wly
           found
           ,
           of
           Arthur
           of
           the
           Table
           round
           .
        
         
           To
           th●
           tune
           of
           
             flying
             Fame
          
           .
        
         
           WH●n
           Arthur
           first
           in
           Court
           b●gan
           ,
        
         
           and
           was
           approued
           King
           :
        
         
           By
           force
           of
           Armes
           great
           Victories
           won
           ,
        
         
           and
           conquest
           home
           did
           bring
           :
        
         
           Then
           into
           Brittaine
           straight
           he
           came
           ,
        
         
           where
           fiftie
           good
           and
           able
        
         
           Knights
           then
           repaired
           vnto
           him
           ,
        
         
           which
           were
           of
           the
           Round-table
           .
        
         
           And
           many
           Iustes
           and
           Turnaments
           ,
        
         
           before
           him
           there
           were
           brest
           :
        
         
           Wherein
           both
           Knights
           did
           then
           excell
           ,
        
         
           and
           far
           surmount
           the
           rest
           :
        
         
           But
           one
           Sir
           
             Lancelot
             du
             Lake
          
           ,
        
         
           who
           was
           approoued
           we●
           :
        
         
           He
           in
           his
           sight
           and
           deeds
           of
           Armes
           ,
        
         
           all
           other
           did
           excell
           .
        
         
           When
           he
           had
           rested
           him
           a
           while
           ,
        
         
           to
           play
           and
           game
           and
           sport
           ;
        
         
           He
           thought
           he
           would
           approue
           himselfe
           ,
        
         
           in
           some
           aduenturous
           sort
           :
        
         
           He
           armed
           rode
           in
           Forest
           wide
           ,
           and
           met
           a
           Damsell
           faire
           ,
        
         
           Who
           told
           him
           of
           aduentures
           great
           :
           wherto
           he
           gaue
           good
           eare
           .
        
         
           Why
           should
           I
           not
           (
           quoth
           Lancelot
           tho
           )
        
         
           for
           that
           cause
           came
           I
           hither
           .
        
         
           Thou
           seemist
           (
           quoth
           she
           )
           ●
           Knight
           right
           good
        
         
           and
           I
           will
           bring
           thee
           thither
           ,
        
         
           Whereas
           the
           mightiest
           Knights
           doth
           dwell
        
         
           that
           now
           is
           of
           great
           fame
           :
        
         
           Wherefore
           tell
           me
           what
           Knight
           thou
           art
           ,
        
         
           and
           then
           what
           is
           thy
           name
           :
        
         
           My
           name
           is
           
             Lancelot
             du
             Lake
          
           .
        
         
           Quoth
           shee
           ,
           it
           likes
           me
           than
           :
        
         
           Here
           dwels
           a
           Knight
           that
           neuer
           was
        
         
           e're
           matcht
           of
           any
           man
           :
        
         
           Who
           hath
           in
           Prison
           threescore
           Knights
        
         
           and
           foure
           ,
           that
           he
           hath
           won
           ?
        
         
           Knights
           of
           King
           Arthurs
           Court
           they
           be
           ,
        
         
           and
           of
           the
           Table-round
           ;
        
         
           She
           brought
           him
           to
           a
           riuer
           then
           ,
        
         
           and
           also
           to
           a
           tree
           ,
        
         
           Whereas
           acopper
           Bason
           hung
           ,
        
         
           his
           fellowes
           Shields
           to
           see
           ,
        
         
           He
           stroke
           so
           hard
           ,
           the
           Bason
           broke
           ;
        
         
           When
           Tarquin
           heard
           the
           sound
           ,
        
         
           He
           droue
           a
           Horse
           before
           him
           straight
           ,
        
         
           whereon
           a
           Knight
           lay
           bound
           ,
        
         
           Sir
           Knight
           (
           then
           said
           Sir
           Lancelot
           tho
           )
        
         
           bring
           me
           that
           Horse-load
           hither
           ,
        
         
           And
           lay
           him
           downe
           ,
           and
           let
           him
           rest
           ,
        
         
           wee
           le
           try
           our
           force
           togeather
           :
        
         
           For
           as
           I
           vnderstand
           ,
           thou
           hast
           ,
        
         
           as
           farre
           as
           thou
           art
           able
           ,
        
         
           Done
           great
           despight
           and
           shame
           vnto
        
         
           the
           Knights
           of
           the
           Round-table
           ,
        
         
           If
           thou
           be
           of
           the
           Table-round
           ,
        
         
           (
           quoth
           Tarquin
           speedily
           )
        
         
           Both
           thee
           and
           all
           thy
           fellowship
           ,
        
         
           I
           vtterly
           defie
           .
        
         
           That
           's
           ouermuch
           (
           quoth
           Lancelot
           tho
           )
        
         
           defend
           thee
           by
           and
           by
           ,
        
         
           They
           put
           their
           spurs
           ,
           vnto
           their
           Steeds
           ,
        
         
           and
           each
           at
           other
           fly
           :
        
         
           They
           couch
           their
           Speares
           ,
           and
           Horses
           run
           ,
        
         
           as
           though
           there
           had
           bene
           thunder
           ,
        
         
           And
           each
           stroke
           there
           amidst
           the
           shield
           ,
        
         
           wherewith
           they
           brake
           in
           sunder
           :
        
         
           Their
           Horses
           backs
           brake
           vnder
           them
           ,
        
         
           the
           Knights
           were
           both
           astound
           :
        
         
           To
           voide
           their
           horses
           they
           made
           great
           haste
        
         
           to
           light
           vpon
           the
           ground
           :
        
         
           They
           tooke
           them
           to
           their
           Shields
           full
           fast
           ,
        
         
           their
           Swords
           they
           drue
           out
           then
           :
        
         
           With
           mighty
           stroakes
           most
           eagerly
           ,
        
         
           each
           one
           to
           other
           can
           ,
        
         
           They
           wounded
           were
           ,
           and
           bled
           full
           sore
           ,
        
         
           for
           breath
           they
           both
           did
           stand
           ;
        
         
           And
           leaning
           on
           their
           Swords
           a
           while
           ,
        
         
           quoth
           Tarquin
           hold
           thy
           hand
        
         
           And
           tell
           to
           mee
           what
           I
           shall
           aske
           .
        
         
           say
           on
           quoth
           Lancelot
           tho
           .
        
         
           Thou
           art
           (
           quoth
           Tarquin
           )
           the
           best
           Knight
        
         
           that
           euer
           I
           did
           know
           ,
        
         
           And
           like
           a
           Knight
           tha●
           did
           hate
           :
        
         
           so
           that
           that
           thou
           be
           not
           he
           ,
        
         
           I
           will
           deliuer
           all
           the
           rest
           ,
        
         
           and
           eke
           accord
           with
           thee
           .
        
         
           That
           is
           〈…〉
           (
           quoth
           Lancelot
           then
           )
        
         
           but
           sith
           it
           so
           must
           be
           ,
        
         
           What
           is
           that
           Knight
           thou
           hatest
           so
           ,
        
         
           I
           pray
           thee
           shew
           to
           mee
           :
        
         
           His
           name's
           Sir
           
             Lancelot
             du
             Lake
          
           ,
        
         
           He
           slew
           my
           brother
           deare
           :
        
         
           Him
           I
           suspect
           of
           all
           the
           rest
           ,
        
         
           I
           would
           I
           had
           him
           here
           .
        
         
           Thy
           Wish
           thou
           hast
           ,
           but
           now
           vnknowne
           ▪
        
         
           I
           am
           
             Lancelot
             du
             Lake
          
           ,
        
         
           Now
           Knight
           of
           Arthurs
           Table-round
           ,
        
         
           King
           
           Hand
           ●onne
           of
           Benwake
           :
        
         
           And
           I
           defie
           thee
           doe
           thy
           worst
           ,
        
         
           Ha
           ,
           ha
           ,
           (
           quoth
           Tarquin
           tho
           )
        
         
           One
           of
           vs
           two
           shall
           end
           our
           liues
           ,
        
         
           before
           that
           we
           doe
           goe
           :
        
         
           If
           thou
           be
           
             Lancelot
             du
             Lake
          
           ,
        
         
           then
           welcome
           thou
           shalt
           be
           :
        
         
           Wherefore
           ,
           see
           thou
           thy selfe
           defend
           ,
        
         
           for
           now
           I
           thee
           defie
           .
        
         
           They
           hurled
           them
           togeather
           so
           ,
        
         
           like
           two
           wild
           Bores
           ,
           so
           rashing
           :
        
         
           And
           with
           their
           Swords
           &
           Shields
           they
           ran
        
         
           at
           one
           another
           lashing
           .
        
         
           The
           ground
           ●●s●rinkled
           was
           with
           Blood
           :
        
         
           Tarquin
           began
           to
           faint
           ,
        
         
           For
           he
           gaue
           backe
           ,
           and
           bore
           his
           Shield
        
         
           so
           low
           he
           did
           repent
           .
        
         
           That
           soonee
           spide
           Sir
           Lancelot
           tho
           ,
        
         
           he
           lept
           vpon
           him
           then
           :
        
         
           He
           puld
           him
           downe
           vpon
           his
           knee
           ,
        
         
           and
           rushed-off
           his
           Helmne
           :
        
         
           And
           then
           he
           strooke
           his
           necke
           in
           two
           ,
        
         
           And
           when
           he
           had
           done
           so
           .
        
         
           From
           prison
           threescore
           Knight
           and
           〈◊〉
           ,
        
         
           Lancelot
           deliuered
           tho
           .
        
      
    
     
       
         
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