... Now return we unto Sir Launcelot, and speak we of his care and woe, and what pain that he endured; for cold, hunger, and thirst, he had plenty.  And thus, as these noble knights rode together, they by one assent departed asunder, and then they rode by two, by three, by four, and by five; and ever they assigned where they should meet.  And so Sir Aglovale and Sir Percivale rode together unto their mother, which was a Queen in those days: and when she saw her two sons, for joy she wept right tenderly, and then she said unto them, "Ah, my dear sons, when your father was slain he left me four sons, of the which now be two slain, and for the death of my noble son, Sir Lamoracke, shall my heart never be glad."  And then she kneeled down upon both her knees before Sir Aglovale and Sir Percivale, and besought them to abide at home with her.  "Ah, sweet mother," said Sir Percivale, "we may not abide here, for we be come of King's blood on both parties; and therefore, mother, it is our kind to hunt at arms and noble deeds."... (The History of King Arthur and the Quest of the Holy Grail, Malory-Rhys, 1887)