(Launcelot brings forward Lavaine, who kneels.)
Launcelot
Lavaine, your King.
Arthur
Lavaine, be of our court and fellowship.
And if you would be patterned, here is one
To follow: have him for your heart’s ensample
In loyalty, in love, in all that’s honour.
[Lavaine bows and retires.
True stock. I thank you.