Thomas Malory
Thomas Malory
Sir Thomas Malorywas an English writer, the author or compiler of Le Morte d'Arthur. Since the late nineteenth century, he has generally been identified as Sir Thomas Malory of Newbold Revel in Warwickshire, a knight, land-owner, and Member of Parliament. Previously, it was suggested by antiquary John Leland and John Bale that he was Welsh. Occasionally, other candidates are put forward for authorship of Le Morte d'Arthur, but the supporting evidence for their claim has been described as "no more...
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mistake long wit
Wit thou well that I will not live long after thy days.
love-is long joy
The joy of love is too short, and the sorrow thereof, and what cometh thereof, dureth over long.
english-author followed time
King Pellinore that time followed the questing beast.
belly drank noise unto
This beast went to the well and drank, and the noise was in the beast's belly like unto the questing of thirty couple hounds, but all the while the beast drank there was no noise in the beast's belly.
death hath knights lord love loved man noblest together war
Through this same man and me hath all this war been wrought, and the death of the most noblest knights of the world; for through our love that we have loved together is my most noble lord slain.
english-author love time
For love that time was not as love is nowadays.
anvil england english-author sword
Whoso pulleth out this sword of this stone and anvil is rightwise king born of all England.
gratitude enough
Enough is as good as a feast.
love queens littles
Queen Guenever, for whom I make here a little mention, that while she lived she was a true lover, and therefore she had a good end.
fighting knights purpose
The very purpose of a knight is to fight on behalf of a lady.
kings winning men
Yet some men say in many parts of England that King Arthur is not dead, but had by the will of our Lord Jesu into another place; and men say that he shall come again, and he shall win the holy cross.
We shall now seek that which we shall not find
pain love-is endure
The sweetness of love is short-lived, but the pain endures.
men world done
For, as I suppose, no man in this world hath lived better than I have done, to achieve that I have done.