{"collection":"Northern European Mythology","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/neu/mart/mart083.htm","path":"neu/mart/mart083.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/neu/mart/mart083.htm","text":"CHAPTER XXIII\nHow Sir Pelleas loved no more Ettard by means of the\nDamosel of the Lake, whom he loved ever after.\nSIR KNIGHT PELLEAS, said the Damosel of the Lake, take your horse\nand come forth with me out of this country, and ye shall love a\nlady that shall love you. I will well, said Sir Pelleas, for\nthis Lady Ettard hath done me great despite and shame, and there\nhe told her the beginning and ending, and how he had purposed\nnever to have arisen till that he had been dead. And now such\ngrace God hath sent me, that I hate her as much as ever I loved\nher, thanked be our Lord Jesus! Thank me, said the Damosel of\nthe Lake. Anon Sir Pelleas armed him, and took his horse, and\ncommanded his men to bring after his pavilions and his stuff\nwhere the Damosel of the Lake would assign. So the Lady Ettard\ndied for sorrow, and the Damosel of the Lake rejoiced Sir\nPelleas, and loved together during their life days.\n<141>","title":"Le Morte d'Arthur BOOK IV CHAPTER XXIII","type":"page"}