Who art thou?—speak!"—
He answered, slow, then short,
With labored breathing: "I?—one, Accolon,—
Of Gaul—a knight of Arthur's court—anon—
But to what end—yea, tell me—am I slain?"—
Then bent King Arthur nearer and again
Drew back: then, anguish in his utterance, sighed:
"One of my Table!"—Then asked softly, "Say,
Whence hadst thou this, my sword? say, in what way
Thou cam'st by it?"—But, wandering, that knight