"… In that garden fair Came Launcelot walking; this is true, the kiss Wherewith we kissed in meeting that spring day, I scarce dare talk of the remember'd bliss "
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"And one of these strange choosing cloths was blue, Wavy and long, and one cut short and red ; No man could tell the better of the two"
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"Guenevere! Guenevere! Do you not know me, are you gone mad?'
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"Rise up, and look and listen, Galahad"
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How thief! thief! thief! so there, fair thief, so there
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Suppose this had not happen'd after all; I will lean out again and watch for news
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My mother taught me prayers To say when I had need
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"O, sisters, cross the bridge with me, My eyes are full of sand. What matter that I cannot see, If ye take me by the hand?"
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Fair Jehane du Castel beau Wore her wreath till it was dead
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But she is a housewife good and wary, And a great steel key hangs bright From her gown, as red as the flowers in corn
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Beneath an apple-tree our heads Stretched out toward the sea
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"Wind, wind! thou art sad, art thou kind? Wind, wind, unhappy! thou art blind, Yet still thou wanderest the lily-seed to find"
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No one walks there now; Except in the white moonlight The white ghosts walk in a row
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Then Godmar turn'd again and said: "So, Jehane, the first fitte is read! Take note, my lady, that your way Lies backward to the Chatelet!"
