Blacker than any night that ever veiled
A stormy chaos of the foaming leagues
That roared unseen between him and Cornwall.
A stormy chaos of the foaming leagues
That roared unseen between him and Cornwall.
All this was in his mind, as it was there
Always, if not thought always, when she spoke:
“Tristram, you are not angry or distressed
If I am not so happy here today
As you have seen me here before sometimes,
And may see me again. Tomorrow morning
If I am here, I shall be here alone.
I wonder for how long.”
Always, if not thought always, when she spoke:
“Tristram, you are not angry or distressed
If I am not so happy here today
As you have seen me here before sometimes,
And may see me again. Tomorrow morning
If I am here, I shall be here alone.
I wonder for how long.”
“For no day longer
Than I’m away,” he said, and held her face
Between his hands. “Then, if you like, my child,
Your wonder may come after your surprise
That I should come so soon. There’s no long voyage
From here to Camelot, and I’ve no long fear
King Arthur will engage himself for ever
In making me a Knight of the Round Table.
King Mark . . .”
Than I’m away,” he said, and held her face
Between his hands. “Then, if you like, my child,
Your wonder may come after your surprise
That I should come so soon. There’s no long voyage
From here to Camelot, and I’ve no long fear
King Arthur will engage himself for ever
In making me a Knight of the Round Table.
King Mark . . .”
“And why do you mention him to me!”
She cried, forgetful of her long command
She cried, forgetful of her long command
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