Primary Sources: Le Morte D’Arthur, Book XXI Chapters 9 and 10

Launcelot finds Guenever easily; she hasn’t been living as an incognito nun, just as a nun.  He strides into her cloister, and when she sees him she faints! The nuns with Guenever help her back up. “Oh, thanks,” she says.  … Continue reading →

Primary Sources: Le Morte D’Arthur, Book XX, Chapter 19

Meanwhile Arthur and Gawaine mobilize all of England to invade Benwick.  It’s sixty thousand troops, which is the largest army we’ve seen in a while, on par with Arthur’s invasion force in Book V or the armies he and Team … Continue reading →

Primary Sources: Le Morte D’Arthur, Book XX, Chapters 17 and 18

Malory’s description at this point makes me almost wonder if he has some kind of preference between Sir Gawaine and Sir Launcelot, like, he thinks one of them is a generally awful person and the other is the best knight … Continue reading →

Primary Sources: Le Morte D’Arthur, Book XX Chapters 5 and 6

Launcelot runs back to the Benwick faction quarters, where Sir Bors has already woken up all the other knights in their clique and gotten them all in armor. “Launcelot!  You survived!” “Of course I survived.  What’s all this?” “Blame my … Continue reading →

Primary Sources: Le Morte D’Arthur, Book XIX, Chapters 10 and 11

New story!  Once upon a time there was a Hungarian knight named Sir Urre, who fought with a Spanish knight named Sir Alphegus, at Alphegus’s father’s tournament.  Urre killed Alphegus, but Alphegus had a death-curse, on account of his mother … Continue reading →

Primary Sources: Le Morte D’Arthur, Book XVIII Chapter 3

Shortly after exiling Launcelot in a fit of pique, Guenever organizes a small banquet, for herself and a couple of dozen knights.  They divide up easily into factions! THE ORKNEY FACTION Sir Gawaine His brother Sir Agravaine Their brother Sir … Continue reading →

Primary Sources: Le Morte D’Arthur, Book XVIII Chapters 1 and 2

About ten minutes after the Quest for the Holy Grail ends, Sir Launcelot falls back into his old bad habits of adultery-having and Guenever-loving.  He’ll be sitting there, clutching his silver medal (Sir Bors won the gold, since he not … Continue reading →