So endeth the story of the winning of Excalibur, and may God give unto you in your life, that you may have His truth to aid you, like a shining sword, for to overcome your enemies; and may He give you Faith (for Faith containeth Truth as a scabbard containeth its sword), and may that Faith heal all your wounds of sorrow as the sheath of Excalibur healed all the wounds of him who wore that excellent weapon. For with Truth and Faith girded upon you, you shall be as well able to fight all your battles as did that noble hero of old, whom men called King Arthur.Howard Pyle
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The story of King Arthur and the sword of Excalibur appears in many legends of the time. In this version, King Arthur is a knight who is given a sword by a fairy who gives him the power to fight his enemies. He defeats all his enemies with this sword, but one day he loses it, and he cannot find it again. He is so distraught that he makes a vow to God that if he can find the magic sword, he will never fight any more battles, and will only use the sword of Truth and Faith for good.
He searches everywhere for a long time, but cannot find it. However, one day he sees a peasant digging in the ground. The peasant tells him that his father had lost his head in battle, and that he was burying it under that very spot because he couldn’t find it.
The king asks where his father lost his head, and the peasant says that he doesn’t know, but that there are many stories about how his head got separated from him. The king asks if anyone has seen this head, to which the man replies no. He then asks if anyone has seen this sword, to which the man replies yes, because here it lays right before them! The king picks up the legendary weapon and uses its power in battle in order to defeat all his enemies.
He then goes back to the headless body of the man’s father in order to bury its remains with honor. When all is finished, he returns to take up his search again for Excalibur. The end
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