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...y shake the world, and when the surface rolls, 
Hath power to walk the waters like our Lord. 

`There likewise I beheld Excalibur 
Before him at his crowning borne, the sword 
That rose from out the bosom of the lake, 
And Arthur rowed across and took it--rich 
With jewels, elfin Urim, on the hilt, 
Bewildering heart and eye--the blade so bright 
That men are blinded by it--on one side, 
Graven in the oldest tongue of all this world, 
"Take me," but turn the blade and ye shal...Read more of this...

...rane

Making a pyre so hot and red

I thought the very air had bled.





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This is no land for me

I who have seen Excalibur

Pulled from the living tree

I who have drunk the wine

Of Margaret’s memory....Read more of this...

...ventured--HAD the thing I spake of been 
Mere gold--but this was all of that true steel, 
Whereof they forged the brand Excalibur, 
And lightnings played about it in the storm, 
And all the little fowl were flurried at it, 
And there were cries and clashings in the nest, 
That sent him from his senses: let me go.' 

Then Bellicent bemoaned herself and said, 
'Hast thou no pity upon my loneliness? 
Lo, where thy father Lot beside the hearth 
Lies like a log, and all but smould...Read more of this...

...eeing they profess
To be none other; and say his hour is come,
The heathen are upon him, his long lance
Broken, and his Excalibur a straw.' "

Then Arthur turn'd to Kay the seneschal,
"Take thou my churl, and tend him curiously
Like a king's heir, till all his hurts be whole.
The heathen--but that ever-climbing wave,
Hurl'd back again so often in empty foam,
Hath lain for years at rest--and renegades,
Thieves, bandits, leavings of confusion, whom
The wholesome realm is purged...Read more of this...

...e
Hard on that helm which many a heathen sword
Had beaten thin; while Arthur at one blow,
Striking the last stroke with Excalibur,
Slew him, and all but slain himself, he fell.


So all day long the noise of battle roll'd
Among the mountains by the winter sea;
Until King Arthur's Table, man by man,
Had fall'n in Lyonnesse about their lord,
King Arthur. Then, because his wound was deep,
The bold Sir Bedivere uplifted him,
And bore him to a chapel nigh the field,
A broken chanc...Read more of this...

...l be, be,
I am so deeply smitten thro' the helm
That without help I cannot last till morn.
Thou therefore take my brand Excalibur,
Which was my pride: for thou rememberest how
In those old days, one summer noon, an arm
Rose up from out the bosom of the lake,
Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful,
Holding the sword--and how I row'd across
And took it, and have worn it, like a king:
And, wheresoever I am sung or told
In aftertime, this also shall be known:
But now delay no...Read more of this...

...Caerleon,
In the place where he was born.

For Colan had not bow nor sling,
On a lonely sword leaned he,
Like Arthur on Excalibur
In the battle by the sea.

To his great gold ear-ring Harold
Tugged back the feathered tail,
And swift had sprung the arrow,
But swifter sprang the Gael.

Whirling the one sword round his head,
A great wheel in the sun,
He sent it splendid through the sky,
Flying before the shaft could fly--
It smote Earl Harold over the eye,
And blood began to run...Read more of this...

...y, one there is, and at the eastern end, 
Wealthy with wandering lines of mount and mere, 
Where Arthur finds the brand Excalibur. 
And also one to the west, and counter to it, 
And blank: and who shall blazon it? when and how?-- 
O there, perchance, when all our wars are done, 
The brand Excalibur will be cast away. 

`So to this hall full quickly rode the King, 
In horror lest the work by Merlin wrought, 
Dreamlike, should on the sudden vanish, wrapt 
In unremorseful folds ...Read more of this...

...ng they profess 
To be none other; and say his hour is come, 
The heathen are upon him, his long lance 
Broken, and his Excalibur a straw."' 

Then Arthur turned to Kay the seneschal, 
`Take thou my churl, and tend him curiously 
Like a king's heir, till all his hurts be whole. 
The heathen--but that ever-climbing wave, 
Hurled back again so often in empty foam, 
Hath lain for years at rest--and renegades, 
Thieves, bandits, leavings of confusion, whom 
The wholesome realm is...Read more of this...

...Hard on that helm which many a heathen sword 
Had beaten thin; while Arthur at one blow, 
Striking the last stroke with Excalibur, 
Slew him, and all but slain himself, he fell. 

So all day long the noise of battle rolled 
Among the mountains by the winter sea; 
Until King Arthur's Table, man by man, 
Had fallen in Lyonnesse about their lord, 
King Arthur. Then, because his wound was deep, 
The bold Sir Bedivere uplifted him, 
And bore him to a chapel nigh the field, 
A brok...Read more of this...

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