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... Sir Bedivere and spake : " O me , my King , let pass whatever will , Elves , and the harmless glamour of the field ; But in their stead thy name and glory cling 30 To all high places like a golden cloud For ever : but as yet thou shalt ...
... Sir Bedivere and spake : " O me , my King , let pass whatever will , Elves , and the harmless glamour of the field ; But in their stead thy name and glory cling 30 To all high places like a golden cloud For ever : but as yet thou shalt ...
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... Sir Bedivere , And whiter than the mist that all day long Had held the field of battle was the King : " Hearest thou ... Bedivere , for on my heart hath fall'n Confusion , till I know not what I am , 120 Nor whence I am , nor whether I ...
... Sir Bedivere , And whiter than the mist that all day long Had held the field of battle was the King : " Hearest thou ... Bedivere , for on my heart hath fall'n Confusion , till I know not what I am , 120 Nor whence I am , nor whether I ...
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... Sir Bedivere : 210 " Hast thou perform'd my mission which I gave ? What is it thou hast seen ? or what hast heard ? " And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere : " I heard the ripple washing in the reeds , And the wild water lapping on the ...
... Sir Bedivere : 210 " Hast thou perform'd my mission which I gave ? What is it thou hast seen ? or what hast heard ? " And answer made the bold Sir Bedivere : " I heard the ripple washing in the reeds , And the wild water lapping on the ...
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