A strong sword-belt, and wove with silver thread And crimson in the belt a strange device, A crims...
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And, after heaven, on our dull side of death, What should be best, if not so pure a love Clothed i...
Take, what I had not won except for you, These jewels, and make me happy, making them An armlet fo...
Then, when she heard his horse upon the stones, Unclasping flung the casement back, and looked Dow...
And while she made her ready for her ride, Her father's latest word hummed in her ear, 'Being so v...
That men went down before his spear at a touch, But knowing he was Lancelot; his great name Conque...
Sprang to her face and filled her with delight; But left her all the paler, when Lavaine Returning...
And close behind them stept the lily maid Elaine, his daughter: mother of the house There was not:...
Took gayer colours, like an opal warmed. She blamed herself for telling hearsay tales: She shook f...
The saintly youth, the spotless lamb of Christ, Or some black wether of St Satan's fold. What, in ...
But youth and love; and that full heart of yours Whereof ye prattle, may now assure you mine; So l...
Even in the jumbled rubbish of a dream, Have tript on such conjectural treachery-- May this hard e...
And butt each other here, like brainless bulls, Dead for one heifer! Then the gentle Squire 'I ho...
Eyes too that long have watched how Lancelot draws From homage to the best and purest, might, Name...
Groaned, and at times would mutter, 'These be gifts, Born with the blood, not learnable, divine, B...