There Galahad sat with manly grace,
Yet maiden meekness in his face;
There Morolt of the iron mace;
And lovelorn Tristrem there;
And Dinadam, with lively glance;
And Lanval, with the fairy lance;
And Mordred, with his looks askance;
Brunor and Belvidere.
Why should I tell of numbers more?
Sir Cay, Sir Banier, and Sir Bore,