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Ballad Of Sir Launcelot

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An Arthurian Miscellany

"Riding the quest of the Grail alone,

Guinevere, Guinevere, pity me!

All thro' the day and the night I moan,

Yearning to catch but a glimpse of thee.

Tho' I make halt by the wan west sea,

Seeking a sign in the high God's name,

Lo, as I tremble and bow the knee,

Gleameth thy face with the eyes aflame!

"Me have I scourged till the blood hath flown,

Weeping hot tears of misery;

Still thro' the day and the night I moan,

Yearning to catch but a glimpse of thee. --

Yea, have I striven and sought to flee,

Ever and ever the same -- the same --

Blinding my soul with sweet rarity,

Gleameth thy face with the eyes aflame!

"Sleeping, I dreamed that the Grail was shown,

Marvellous bright with clemency;

Waking, I lay on the chancel-stone --

Ah, but I yearned for the touch of thee! --

Tho' I may bow and make piteous plea

Unto the Christ and our Holy Dame,

Sweeter by far than all visions be,

Gleameth thy face with the eyes aflame."

Envoy.

Guinevere maketh a day of glee, --

\"Who is it cometh to join our game?" --

"Launcelot rideth with bridle free,

Gleameth thy face with the eyes aflame."
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