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King Arthur made new knights to fill the gap / Left by the Holy Quest; and as he sat / In hall at old Caerleon, the high doors / Were softly sundered, and through these a youth, / Pelleas, and the sweet smell of the fields / Past, and the sunshine came along with him.
"Make me thy knight, because I know, Sir King, / All that belongs to knighthood, and I love." / Such was his cry: for having heard the King / Had let proclaim a tournament-the prize / A golden circlet and a knightly sword, / Full fain had Pelleas for his lady won / The golden circlet, for himself the sword: / And there were those who knew him near the King, / And promised for him: and Arthur made him knight.