| (3, 1) 1769 | Tis a fair field, and see the marshals come |
| (3, 1) 1770 | Into the lists. |
| (3, 1) 1773 | Tis Sir Astamor. |
| (3, 1) 1779 | Mounted three courses with the lance alone, |
| (3, 1) 1780 | The points unbated. One being overthrown |
| (3, 1) 1781 | But still unhurt, the dagger and the sword |
| (3, 1) 1782 | On foot. |
| (3, 1) 1784 | Until one yield himself, |
| (3, 1) 1785 | Or else to death. |
| (3, 1) 1789 | No, for my part I hope it is to death. |
| (3, 1) 1790 | To see life hang despairing, calm, and hard |
| (3, 1) 1791 | Upon its frontier! That is good to watch — |
| (3, 1) 1792 | Worth one's attention! |
| (3, 1) 1798 | They love him not. How should they know what flame |
| (3, 1) 1799 | Lives in high hearts. Has a man in him |
| (3, 1) 1800 | A churlish manner, then the people shout — |
| (3, 1) 1801 | Like cries to like. |
| (3, 1) 1803 | As he will not — |
| (3, 1) 1806 | Agravaine will prove |
| (3, 1) 1807 | Himself the better. |
| (3, 1) 1811 | Sir Colgrevance and Pertinas are friends |
| (3, 1) 1812 | To Agravaine. For Lanval, Prince Geraint, |
| (3, 1) 1813 | Owain, the son of Ryence of North Wales, |
| (3, 1) 1814 | Are the supporters. |
| (3, 1) 1832 | I think the common sort |
| (3, 1) 1833 | Of comely, cunning, poor adventurer, |
| (3, 1) 1834 | Who has a choice of fashions to advance |
| (3, 1) 1835 | His scheme of action. This is his device: |
| (3, 1) 1836 | He loves not ladies, has a brow of care, |
| (3, 1) 1837 | And feigns a wealth of projects in his mind |
| (3, 1) 1838 | To get a name for virtue and great gravity. |
| (3, 1) 1840 | I said not so. |
| (3, 1) 1858 | The signal. |
| (3, 1) 1860 | See, they meet. Well struck! |
| (3, 1) 1862 | Each lance clean-hearted broke. |
| (3, 1) 1863 | They bring fresh spears. |
| (3, 1) 1865 | Both unhurt. |
| (3, 1) 1866 | Sir Lanval reeled. |
| (3, 1) 1868 | Nay, he did not. |
| (3, 1) 1870 | Down! He's down! |
| (3, 1) 1873 | Sir Agravaine is down. |
| (3, 1) 1875 | Full on the gorget, down both man and horse. |
| (3, 1) 1876 | He may retrieve it; he is skilled and fierce. |
| (3, 1) 1877 | He's up and draws. See, Sir Lanval lights. |
| (3, 1) 1878 | Now shall the sword prove their arbitrament. |
| (3, 1) 1880 | This cannot long endure. {Murmurs.} |
| (3, 1) 1881 | Sir Agravaine, he's beaten to his knees. |
| (3, 1) 1884 | Oh, incredible! |
| (3, 1) 1885 | And Lanval holds his life within his hands; |
| (3, 1) 1886 | Lanval that has no touch of human fire. |
| (3, 1) 1888 | And thou canst be calm? |
| (3, 1) 1893 | Nay, but the victor doth become possessed |
| (3, 1) 1894 | Of all the vanquished. He may straight condemn, — |
| (3, 1) 1895 | Oh, not the gallows! |
| (3, 1) 1903 | No, but 'tis horrible |
| (3, 1) 1904 | To see a gallant and sweet-favoured man |
| (3, 1) 1905 | Lie at the feet of a grim follower |
| (3, 1) 1906 | Of power and war; a priest of policy, |
| (3, 1) 1907 | A sour disciple of the arts of state |
| (3, 1) 1908 | In whom's no pleasure, gaiety or wit, |
| (3, 1) 1909 | But sullen strength. |
| (3, 1) 1945 | If I am meat for scorn, |
| (3, 1) 1946 | What food can fill or satisfy the gods |
| (3, 1) 1947 | That watch on thee? |
| (3, 1) 1954 | Good lady, — |