Flow down, cold rivulet, to the sea,
Thy tribute wave deliver:
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MY father left a park to me,
But it is wild and barren,
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Pellam the King, who held and lost with Lot
In that first war, and had his realm restored
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Athelstan King,
Lord among Earls,
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Where Claribel low-lieth
The breezes pause and die,
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Come into the garden, Maud,
For the black bat, Night, has flown,
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Dedication
These to His Memory--since he held them dear,
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Faint as a climate-changing bird that flies
All night across the darkness, and at dawn
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O LOVE, Love, Love! O withering might!
O sun, that from thy noonday height
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The last tall son of Lot and Bellicent,
And tallest, Gareth, in a showerful spring
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O purblind race of miserable men,
How many among us at this very hour
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Queen Guinevere had fled the court, and sat
There in the holy house at Almesbury
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O you chorus of indolent reviewers,
Irresponsible, indolent reviewers,
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All along the valley, stream that flashest white,
Deepening thy voice with the deepening of the night,
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IT was the time when lilies blow,
And clouds are highest up in air,
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Elaine the fair, Elaine the loveable,
Elaine, the lily maid of Astolat,
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Comrades, leave me here a little, while as yet 't is early morn:
Leave me here, and when you want me, sound upon the bugle-horn.
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With one black shadow at its feet,
The house thro' all the level shines,
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A storm was coming, but the winds were still,
And in the wild woods of Broceliande,
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O mighty-mouth'd inventor of harmonies,
O skill'd to sing of Time or Eternity,
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Minnie and Winnie
Slept in a shell.
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So all day long the noise of battle roll'd
Among the mountains by the winter sea;
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King Arthur made new knights to fill the gap
Left by the Holy Quest; and as he sat
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When the breeze of a joyful dawn blew free
In the silken sail of infancy,
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MY good blade carves the casques of men,
My tough lance thrusteth sure,
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LIKE souls that balance joy and pain,
With tears and smiles from heaven again
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Turn, Fortune, turn thy wheel, and lower the proud;
Turn thy wild wheel thro' sunshine, storm, and cloud;
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Birds' love and birds' song
Flying here and there,
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Deep on the convent-roof the snows
Are sparkling to the moon:
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Leodogran, the King of Cameliard,
Had one fair daughter, and none other child;
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