To war it out, what resteth now but blows?
Drive dest’nies on with swords, Mars frames the means!
Henceforth what Mordred may, now lies in you.
Ere long, if Mars ensue with good success,
Look, whatso’er it be that Arthur claims
By right or wrong, or conquests gain’d with blood
In Britain or abroad, is mine to give:—
To show, I would have said: I cannot give
What every hand must give unto itself.
Whereof who lists to purchase any share,