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And for he was a knight auntrous, He nolde slepen in non hous,     But liggen in his hode; His brighte helm was his wonger, And by him baiteth his dextrer Of herbes fyne and gode. And for he was a knight auntrous, He nolde slepen in non hous,     But liggen in his hode; His brighte helm was his wonger, And by him baiteth his dextrer Of herbes fyne and gode.
Him-self drank water of the wel, As did the knight sir Percivel,     So worthy under wede, Til on a day—— Him-self drank water of the wel, As did the knight sir Percivel,     So worthy under wede, Til on a day——

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And for he was a knight auntrous, He nolde slepen in non hous,     But liggen in his hode; His brighte helm was his wonger, And by him baiteth his dextrer Of herbes fyne and gode. And for he was a knight auntrous, He nolde slepen in non hous,     But liggen in his hode; His brighte helm was his wonger, And by him baiteth his dextrer Of herbes fyne and gode.
Him-self drank water of the wel, As did the knight sir Percivel,     So worthy under wede, Til on a day—— Him-self drank water of the wel, As did the knight sir Percivel,     So worthy under wede, Til on a day——