| (1, 1) 376 | But, Agravaine, thou dost not hear my words! |
| (1, 1) 386 | Behold his meditation and his frown, |
| (1, 1) 387 | Which now relaxes while he sweetly smiles |
| (1, 1) 388 | On vacancy. |
| (1, 1) 391 | How, Astamor? |
| (1, 1) 395 | We hate pride |
| (1, 1) 396 | Out of an envy, when we have no power |
| (1, 1) 397 | To humble it. |
| (3, 1) 1653 | How can one judge the value of a stroke |
| (3, 1) 1654 | From such a distance? |
| (3, 1) 1658 | How long, think you, will our attendance last? |
| (3, 1) 1661 | War again? |
| (3, 1) 1663 | I'd not have missed this meeting for the half |
| (3, 1) 1664 | Of what I own. What think you, Astamor — |
| (3, 1) 1665 | Is not Sir Lanval stouter than that stiff |
| (3, 1) 1666 | And lustful ruffian Agravaine? |
| (3, 1) 1670 | Lanval should gain! |
| (3, 1) 1672 | Wounded? |
| (3, 1) 1675 | Hurt, |
| (3, 1) 1676 | And he will yet risk all in this debate? |
| (3, 1) 1679 | That charge |
| (3, 1) 1680 | Was folly on the face of it. |
| (3, 1) 1685 | Their conflict should be very hotly fought. |
| (3, 1) 1688 | But his wound — |
| (3, 1) 1689 | And Agravaine's great strength! |
| (3, 1) 1703 | Then we can go down |
| (3, 1) 1704 | And watch this combat. |
| (3, 1) 1706 | Come, Astamor. |
| (3, 1) 2260 | I the same. |
| (4, 2) 3842 | This is too harsh, Owain! |
| (4, 2) 3852 | A dog's stroke too! The man's not even armed! |