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A storm was coming but the winds were still	A
And in the wild woods of Broceliande	B
Before an oak so hollow huge and old	B
It looked a tower of ivied masonwork	C
At Merlin's feet the wily Vivien lay	D
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For he that always bare in bitter grudge	E
The slights of Arthur and his Table Mark	C
The Cornish King had heard a wandering voice	F
A minstrel of Caerlon by strong storm	G
Blown into shelter at Tintagil say	D
That out of naked knightlike purity	B
Sir Lancelot worshipt no unmarried girl	H
But the great Queen herself fought in her name	I
Sware by her vows like theirs that high in heaven	J
Love most but neither marry nor are given	J
In marriage angels of our Lord's report	B
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He ceased and then for Vivien sweetly said	B
She sat beside the banquet nearest Mark	C
'And is the fair example followed Sir	K
In Arthur's household ' answered innocently	B
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'Ay by some few ay truly youths that hold	B
It more beseems the perfect virgin knight	B
To worship woman as true wife beyond	B
All hopes of gaining than as maiden girl	H
They place their pride in Lancelot and the Queen	L
So passionate for an utter purity	B
Beyond the limit of their bond are these	M
For Arthur bound them not to singleness	M
Brave hearts and clean and yet God guide them young '	-
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Then Mark was half in heart to hurl his cup	N
Straight at the speaker but forbore he rose	M
To leave the hall and Vivien following him	O
Turned to her 'Here are snakes within the grass	M
And you methinks O Vivien save ye fear	P
The monkish manhood and the mask of pure	Q
Worn by this court can stir them till they sting '	-
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And Vivien answered smiling scornfully	H
'Why fear because that fostered at THY court	B
I savour of thy virtues fear them no	R
As Love if Love is perfect casts out fear	P
So Hate if Hate is perfect casts out fear	P
My father died in battle against the King	C
My mother on his corpse in open field	B
She bore me there for born from death was I	S
Among the dead and sown upon the wind	B
And then on thee and shown the truth betimes	M
That old true filth and bottom of the well	H
Where Truth is hidden Gracious lessons thine	T
And maxims of the mud This Arthur pure	Q
Great Nature through the flesh herself hath made	B
Gives him the lie There is no being pure	Q
My cherub saith not Holy Writ the same	I
If I were Arthur I would have thy blood	B
Thy blessing stainless King I bring thee back	C
When I have ferreted out their burrowings	M
The hearts of all this Order in mine hand	B
Ay so that fate and craft and folly close	M
Perchance one curl of Arthur's golden beard	B
To me this narrow grizzled fork of thine	T
Is cleaner fashioned Well I loved thee first	B
That warps the wit '	-
	-
Loud laughed the graceless Mark	C
But Vivien into Camelot stealing lodged	B
Low in the city and on a festal day	D
When Guinevere was crossing the great hall	H
Cast herself down knelt to the Queen and wailed	B
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'Why kneel ye there What evil hath ye wrought	B
Rise ' and the damsel bidden rise arose	M
And stood with folded hands and downward eyes	M
Of glancing corner and all meekly said	B
'None wrought but suffered much an orphan maid	B
My father died in battle for thy King	C
My mother on his corpse in open field	B
The sad sea sounding wastes of Lyonnesse	M
Poor wretch no friend and now by Mark the King	C
For that small charm of feature mine pursued	B
If any such be mine I fly to thee	B
Save save me thou Woman of women thine	T
The wreath of beauty thine the crown of power	K
Be thine the balm of pity O Heaven's own white	B
Earth angel stainless bride of stainless King	C
Help for he follows take me to thyself	U
O yield me shelter for mine innocency	M
Among thy maidens	M
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Here her slow sweet eyes	M
Fear tremulous but humbly hopeful rose	M
Fixt on her hearer's while the Queen who stood	B
All glittering like May sunshine on May leaves	M
In green and gold and plumed with green replied	B
'Peace child of overpraise and overblame	I
We choose the last Our noble Arthur him	I
Ye scarce can overpraise will hear and know	R
Nay we believe all evil of thy Mark	C
Well we shall test thee farther but this hour	K
We ride a hawking with Sir Lancelot	B
He hath given us a fair falcon which he trained	B
We go to prove it Bide ye here the while '	-
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She past and Vivien murmured after 'Go	C
I bide the while ' Then through the portal arch	V
Peering askance and muttering broken wise	M
As one that labours with an evil dream	I
Beheld the Queen and Lancelot get to horse	M
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'Is that the Lancelot goodly ay but gaunt	B
Courteous amends for gauntness takes her hand	B
That glance of theirs but for the street had been	W
A clinging kiss how hand lingers in hand	B
Let go at last they ride away to hawk	C
For waterfowl Royaller game is mine	T
For such a supersensual sensual bond	B
As that gray cricket chirpt of at our hearth	X
Touch flax with flame a glance will serve the liars	M
Ah little rat that borest in the dyke	C
Thy hole by night to let the boundless deep	Y
Down upon far off cities while they dance	M
Or dream of thee they dreamed not nor of me	I
These ay but each of either ride and dream	I
The mortal dream that never yet was mine	T
Ride ride and dream until ye wake to me	I
Then narrow court and lubber King farewell	H
For Lancelot will be gracious to the rat	B
And our wise Queen if knowing that I know	R
Will hate loathe fear but honour me the more '	-
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Yet while they rode together down the plain	Z
Their talk was all of training terms of art	B
Diet and seeling jesses leash and lure	Q
'She is too noble' he said 'to check at pies	M
Nor will she rake there is no baseness in her '	-
Here when the Queen demanded as by chance	M
'Know ye the stranger woman ' 'Let her be '	-
Said Lancelot and unhooded casting off	U
The goodly falcon free she towered her bells	M
Tone under tone shrilled and they lifted up	N
Their eager faces wondering at the strength	A2
Boldness and royal knighthood of the bird	B
Who pounced her quarry and slew it Many a time	I
As once of old among the flowers they rode	B
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But Vivien half forgotten of the Queen	L
Among her damsels broidering sat heard watched	B
And whispered through the peaceful court she crept	B
And whispered then as Arthur in the highest	B
Leavened the world so Vivien in the lowest	B
Arriving at a time of golden rest	B
And sowing one ill hint from ear to ear	B2
While all the heathen lay at Arthur's feet	B
And no quest came but all was joust and play	D
Leavened his hall They heard and let her be	I
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Thereafter as an enemy that has left	B
Death in the living waters and withdrawn	C2
The wily Vivien stole from Arthur's court	B
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She hated all the knights and heard in thought	B
Their lavish comment when her name was named	B
For once when Arthur walking all alone	D2
Vext at a rumour issued from herself	U
Of some corruption crept among his knights	M
Had met her Vivien being greeted fair	E2
Would fain have wrought upon his cloudy mood	B
With reverent eyes mock loyal shaken voice	M
And fluttered adoration and at last	B
With dark sweet hints of some who prized him more	F2
Than who should prize him most at which the King	C
Had gazed upon her blankly and gone by	S
But one had watched and had not held his peace	M
It made the laughter of an afternoon	G2
That Vivien should attempt the blameless King	C
And after that she set herself to gain	Z
Him the most famous man of all those times	M
Merlin who knew the range of all their arts	M
Had built the King his havens ships and halls	M
Was also Bard and knew the starry heavens	M
The people called him Wizard whom at first	B
She played about with slight and sprightly talk	C
And vivid smiles and faintly venomed points	M
Of slander glancing here and grazing there	E2
And yielding to his kindlier mood	B

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