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50 This heard the bold Sir Bedivere and spake : ' O me , my King , let pass whatever will , Elves , and the harmless glamour of the field ; But in their stead thy name and glory cling To all high places like a golden cloud For ever ...
50 This heard the bold Sir Bedivere and spake : ' O me , my King , let pass whatever will , Elves , and the harmless glamour of the field ; But in their stead thy name and glory cling To all high places like a golden cloud For ever ...
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A dead hush fell ; but when the dolorous day Grew drearier toward twilight falling , came A bitter wind , clear from the North , and blew The mist aside , and with that wind the tide Rose , and the pale King glanced across the field Of ...
A dead hush fell ; but when the dolorous day Grew drearier toward twilight falling , came A bitter wind , clear from the North , and blew The mist aside , and with that wind the tide Rose , and the pale King glanced across the field Of ...
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To whom replied King Arthur , much in wrath : “ Ah , miserable and unkind , untrue , Unknightly , traitor - hearted ! Woe is me ! Authority forgets a dying king , 290 Laid widowed of the power in his eye That bowed the will .
To whom replied King Arthur , much in wrath : “ Ah , miserable and unkind , untrue , Unknightly , traitor - hearted ! Woe is me ! Authority forgets a dying king , 290 Laid widowed of the power in his eye That bowed the will .
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