Books with author Maude Radford Warren

A collection of King Arthur's adventures. Following his ascent to King of Britain to his death.The powerful lords rode up in their clanking armor and entered the church. There were so many of them that they quite filled the nave and side-aisles of the building. The Archbishop looked at their stern bronzed faces, their heavy beards, their broad shoulders and their glittering armor and prayed God to make the best man in the land king.*"She is the Lady of the Lake," says Merlin. "She lives in a rock in the middle of the lake. See, she is coming toward us. And look at what is rising beyond her from the water!" Arthur, wounded from his battle with the knight and holding the pieces of his broken sword, looks out onto the waters where Merlin points, and sees an arm clothed in pure white, holding a huge, cross-hilted sword, so brilliant that his eyes are dazzled. "'Take me,' the writing says, on one side of the sword," said Arthur when he takes the blade into his hands. "And 'Cast me away,' on the other. I'm glad to take the sword, but it saddens me to think of casting it away." Merlin's face grows sad, too. He knows what is to pass in the future -- and is well aware that when the time comes to cast the sword away, much evil will have befallen the young king at his side.

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Once upon a time, a thousand years before Columbus discovered America, and when Rome was still the greatest city in the world, there lived a brave and beautiful youth whose name was Arthur. His home was in England, near London; and he lived with the good knight Sir Hector, whom he always called father. They dwelt in a great square castle of gray stone, with a round tower at each corner. It was built about a courtyard, and was surrounded by a moat, across which was a drawbridge that could be raised or lowered. When it was raised the castle was practically a little island and very hard for enemies to attack. On one side of the moat was a large wood, and here Arthur spent a great deal of his time. He liked to lie under the trees and gaze up at the blue of the sky. All about him old oaks stood like giant guardians watching sturdily over the soil where they had grown for centuries. Arthur could look between the trunks and see rabbits and squirrels whisking about. Sometimes a herd of brown deer with shy dark eyes would pass, holding their graceful heads high in the air; sometimes a flock of pheasants with brilliant plumage rose from the bushes. Again there was no sound except the tapping of a bright-crested woodpecker, and no motion but the fluttering of leaves and the trembling of violets half buried in green moss.

This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the original. Due to its age, it may contain imperfections such as marks, notations, marginalia and flawed pages. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature in affordable, high quality, modern editions that are true to the original work.

This scarce antiquarian book is a facsimile reprint of the original. Due to its age, it may contain imperfections such as marks, notations, marginalia and flawed pages. Because we believe this work is culturally important, we have made it available as part of our commitment for protecting, preserving, and promoting the world's literature in affordable, high quality, modern editions that are true to the original work.