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Pellam the King who held and lost with Lot	A
In that first war and had his realm restored	B
But rendered tributary failed of late	C
To send his tribute wherefore Arthur called	D
His treasurer one of many years and spake	E
'Go thou with him and him and bring it to us	F
Lest we should set one truer on his throne	G
Man's word is God in man '	H
His Baron said	I
'We go but harken there be two strange knights	J
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Who sit near Camelot at a fountain side	K
A mile beneath the forest challenging	L
And overthrowing every knight who comes	M
Wilt thou I undertake them as we pass	N
And send them to thee '	-
Arthur laughed upon him	O
'Old friend too old to be so young depart	P
Delay not thou for aught but let them sit	Q
Until they find a lustier than themselves '	-
	-
So these departed Early one fair dawn	R
The light winged spirit of his youth returned	S
On Arthur's heart he armed himself and went	T
So coming to the fountain side beheld	T
Balin and Balan sitting statuelike	L
Brethren to right and left the spring that down	U
From underneath a plume of lady fern	V
Sang and the sand danced at the bottom of it	T
And on the right of Balin Balin's horse	W
Was fast beside an alder on the left	T
Of Balan Balan's near a poplartree	X
'Fair Sirs ' said Arthur 'wherefore sit ye here '	-
Balin and Balan answered 'For the sake	L
Of glory we be mightier men than all	Y
In Arthur's court that also have we proved	T
For whatsoever knight against us came	Z
Or I or he have easily overthrown '	-
'I too ' said Arthur 'am of Arthur's hall	Y
But rather proven in his Paynim wars	A2
Than famous jousts but see or proven or not	T
Whether me likewise ye can overthrow '	-
And Arthur lightly smote the brethren down	U
And lightly so returned and no man knew	B2
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Then Balin rose and Balan and beside	T
The carolling water set themselves again	C2
And spake no word until the shadow turned	T
When from the fringe of coppice round them burst	T
A spangled pursuivant and crying 'Sirs	A2
Rise follow ye be sent for by the King '	-
They followed whom when Arthur seeing asked	T
'Tell me your names why sat ye by the well '	-
Balin the stillness of a minute broke	L
Saying 'An unmelodious name to thee	D2
Balin the Savage that addition thine	E2
My brother and my better this man here	X
Balan I smote upon the naked skull	F2
A thrall of thine in open hall my hand	T
Was gauntleted half slew him for I heard	T
He had spoken evil of me thy just wrath	G2
Sent me a three years' exile from thine eyes	A2
I have not lived my life delightsomely	F2
For I that did that violence to thy thrall	F2
Had often wrought some fury on myself	H2
Saving for Balan those three kingless years	A2
Have past were wormwood bitter to me King	L
Methought that if we sat beside the well	F2
And hurled to ground what knight soever spurred	T
Against us thou would'st take me gladlier back	L
And make as ten times worthier to be thine	E2
Than twenty Balins Balan knight I have said	T
Not so not all A man of thine today	T
Abashed us both and brake my boast Thy will '	-
Said Arthur 'Thou hast ever spoken truth	I2
Thy too fierce manhood would not let thee lie	F2
Rise my true knight As children learn be thou	J2
Wiser for falling walk with me and move	K2
To music with thine Order and the King	L
Thy chair a grief to all the brethren stands	A2
Vacant but thou retake it mine again '	-
	-
Thereafter when Sir Balin entered hall	F2
The Lost one Found was greeted as in Heaven	L2
With joy that blazed itself in woodland wealth	M2
Of leaf and gayest garlandage of flowers	A2
Along the walls and down the board they sat	T
And cup clashed cup they drank and some one sang	L
Sweet voiced a song of welcome whereupon	N2
Their common shout in chorus mounting made	T
Those banners of twelve battles overhead	T
Stir as they stirred of old when Arthur's host	T
Proclaimed him Victor and the day was won	L2
	-
Then Balan added to their Order lived	T
A wealthier life than heretofore with these	A2
And Balin till their embassage returned	T
	-
'Sir King' they brought report 'we hardly found	T
So bushed about it is with gloom the hall	F2
Of him to whom ye sent us Pellam once	A2
A Christless foe of thine as ever dashed	T
Horse against horse but seeing that thy realm	O2
Hath prospered in the name of Christ the King	L
Took as in rival heat to holy things	A2
And finds himself descended from the Saint	T
Arimathan Joseph him who first	T
Brought the great faith to Britain over seas	A2
He boasts his life as purer than thine own	G
Eats scarce enow to keep his pulse abeat	T
Hath pushed aside his faithful wife nor lets	A2
Or dame or damsel enter at his gates	A2
Lest he should be polluted This gray King	L
Showed us a shrine wherein were wonders yea	T
Rich arks with priceless bones of martyrdom	P2
Thorns of the crown and shivers of the cross	A2
And therewithal for thus he told us brought	T
By holy Joseph thither that same spear	X
Wherewith the Roman pierced the side of Christ	T
He much amazed us after when we sought	T
The tribute answered I have quite foregone	R
All matters of this world Garlon mine heir	X
Of him demand it which this Garlon gave	Q2
With much ado railing at thine and thee	D2
	-
'But when we left in those deep woods we found	T
A knight of thine spear stricken from behind	T
Dead whom we buried more than one of us	A2
Cried out on Garlon but a woodman there	X
Reported of some demon in the woods	A2
Was once a man who driven by evil tongues	A2
From all his fellows lived alone and came	Z
To learn black magic and to hate his kind	T
With such a hate that when he died his soul	F2
Became a Fiend which as the man in life	R2
Was wounded by blind tongues he saw not whence	A2
Strikes from behind This woodman showed the cave	Q2
From which he sallies and wherein he dwelt	T
We saw the hoof print of a horse no more '	-
	-
Then Arthur 'Let who goes before me see	D2
He do not fall behind me foully slain	S2
And villainously who will hunt for me	D2
This demon of the woods ' Said Balan 'I'	T2
So claimed the quest and rode away but first	T
Embracing Balin 'Good my brother hear	X
Let not thy moods prevail when I am gone	R
Who used to lay them hold them outer fiends	A2
Who leap at thee to tear thee shake them aside	T
Dreams ruling when wit sleeps yea but to dream	U2
That any of these would wrong thee wrongs thyself	Q2
Witness their flowery welcome Bound are they	T
To speak no evil Truly save for fears	A2
My fears for thee so rich a fellowship	V2
Would make me wholly blest thou one of them	W2
Be one indeed consider them and all	F2
Their bearing in their common bond of love	Q2
No more of hatred than in Heaven itself	Q2
No more of jealousy than in Paradise '	-
	-
So Balan warned and went Balin remained	T
Who for but three brief moons had glanced away	T
From being knighted till he smote the thrall	F2
And faded from the presence into years	A2
Of exile now would strictlier set himself	Q2
To learn what Arthur meant by courtesy	D2
Manhood and knighthood wherefore hovered round	T
Lancelot but when he marked his high sweet smile	F2
In passing and a transitory word	T
Make knight or churl or child or damsel seem	U2
From being smiled at happier in themselves	A2
Sighed as a boy lame born beneath a height	T
That glooms his valley sighs to see the peak	L
Sun flushed or touch at night the northern star	X
For one from out his village lately climed	T
And brought report of azure lands and fair	X
Far seen to left and right and he himself	Q2
Hath hardly scaled with help a hundred feet	T
Up from the base so Balin marvelling oft	T
How far beyond him Lancelot seemed to move	Q2
Groaned and at times would mutter 'These be gifts	A2
Born with the blood not learnable divine	E2
Beyond MY reach Well had I foughten well	F2
In those fierce wars struck hard and had I crowned	T
With my slain self the heaps o	X2

Alfred Lord Tennyson

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