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The meane whyle his squyer founde wryten vpon the crosse that Bagdemagus shold neuer retorne vnto the Courte ageyne / tyll he had wonne a knyȝtes body of the round table body for body / lo syr said his squyer / here I fynde wrytyng of yow / therfor I rede yow retorne ageyne to the Courte / that shalle I neuer said Bagdemagus

Meanwhile, his squire found written upon the cross that Bagdemagus should never again return to the court / till he had won a knight's body of the round table, body for body. / “Lo sir,” said his squire, / “here I find writing about you; / therefore I rede you return again to the court.” / “That I never shall,” said Bagdemagus.

The secret of Man's Being is still like the Sphinx's secret: a riddle that he cannot rede.