...traitor-hearted ! Woe is me ! Authority forgets a dying king, Laid widowed of the power in his eye That bowed the will. I see thee what thou art. For thou, the...splendour of the moon, And flashing round and round, and whirled in an arch, Shot like a streamer of the northern morn, Seen where the moving isles of winter...

...is sick, and knows not what he does. What record, or what relic of my lord Should be to aftertime, but empty breath And rumours of a doubt ? but were...the moon, And flashing round and round, and whirl'd in an arch, Shot like a streamer of the northern morn, Seen where the moving isles of winter shock...

...unkind, untrue, Unknightly, traitor-hearted ! Woe is me ! Authority forgets a dying king, Laid widow 'd of the power in his eye That bow'd the will. I see...the moon, And flashing round and round, and whirl'd in an arch. Shot like a streamer of the northern morn, Seen where the moving isles of winter shock...

...Authority forgets a dying king, Laid widowed of the power in his eye That bowed the will. I see thee w hat thou art. For thou, the latest-left of all my knights,...splendour of the moon, And flashing round and round, and whirled in an arch, Shot like a streamer of the northern morn, Seen where the moving isles of winter...

...latest-left of all my knights, In whom should meet the offices of all, Thou wouldst betray me for tb,e precious hilt ; Either from lust of gold, or like...the moon, And flashing round and round, and whirl'd in an arch, Shot like a streamer of the northern morn, Seen where the moving isles of winter shock...

...widowed of the power in his eye That bowed the will. I see thee what thou art. For thou, the latest left of all my knights, In whom should meet the offices...ridges lightly, plunged Among the bulrush-beds, and clutched the sword, And strongly wheeled and threw it. The great brand Made lightnings in the splendor...

...is sick, and knows not what he does. What record, or what relic of my lord Should be to aftertime, but empty breath And rumours of a doubt ? but were...the moon, And flashing round and round, and whirl'd in an arch, Shot like a streamer of the northern morn, Seen where the moving isles of winter shock...

...widowed of the power in his eye That bowed the will. I see thee what thou art. For thou, the latest left of all my knights, In whom should meet the offices...ridges lightly, plunged Among the bulrush-beds, and clutched the sword, And strongly wheeled and threw it. The great brand Made lightnings in the splendor...

...widowed of the power in his eye That bowed the will. I see thee what thou art. For thou, the latest left of all my knights, In whom should meet the offices...ridges lightly, plunged Among the bulrush-beds, and clutched the sword, And strongly wheeled and threw it. The great brand Made lightnings in the splendor...

...reeds." To whom replied King Arthur, much in wrath : " Ah, miserable and unkind, untrue, TJnknigntly, traitor-hearted ! Woe is me ! Authority forgets a...bulrush-beds, and clutch'd the sword, And strongly wheel' d and threw it. The great brand Made lightnings in the splendour of the moon, And flashing round...