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Over the yawning chimney hangs the fog Drip hiss drip hiss	B
fall the raindrops on the oaken log which burns and steams	C
and smokes the ceiling beams Drip hiss the rain never stops	D
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The wide state bed shivers beneath its velvet coverlet Above dim	E
in the smoke a tarnished coronet gleams dully Overhead hammers and chinks	F
the rain Fearfully wails the wind down distant corridors and there comes	G
the swish and sigh of rushes lifted off the floors The arras blows sidewise	H
out from the wall and then falls back again	I
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It is my lady's key confided with much nice cunning whisperingly	J
He enters on a sob of wind which gutters the candles almost to swaling	K
The fire flutters and drops Drip hiss the rain never stops	D
He shuts the door The rushes fall again to stillness along the floor	L
Outside the wind goes wailing	K
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The velvet coverlet of the wide bed is smooth and cold Above	M
in the firelight winks the coronet of tarnished gold The knight shivers	N
in his coat of fur and holds out his hands to the withering flame	O
She is always the same a sweet coquette He will wait for her	P
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How the log hisses and drips How warm and satisfying will be her lips	Q
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It is wide and cold the state bed but when her head lies under the coronet	R
and her eyes are full and wet with love and when she holds out her arms	S
and the velvet counterpane half slips from her and alarms	S
her trembling modesty how eagerly he will leap to cover her and blot himself	T
beneath the quilt making her laugh and tremble	J
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Is it guilt to free a lady from her palsied lord absent and fighting	K
terribly abhorred	U
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He stirs a booted heel and kicks a rolling coal His spur clinks	S
on the hearth Overhead the rain hammers and chinks She is so pure	V
and whole Only because he has her soul will she resign herself to him	E
for where the soul has gone the body must be given as a sign He takes her	P
by the divine right of the only lover He has sworn to fight her lord	U
and wed her after Should he be overborne she will die adoring him forlorn	W
shriven by her great love	M
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Above the coronet winks in the darkness Drip hiss fall the raindrops	S
The arras blows out from the wall and a door bangs in a far off hall	J
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The candles swale In the gale the moat below plunges and spatters	S
Will the lady lose courage and not come	X
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The rain claps on a loosened rafter	P
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Is that laughter	P
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The room is filled with lisps and whispers Something mutters	S
One candle drowns and the other gutters Is that the rain	Y
which pads and patters is it the wind through the winding entries	S
which chatters	S
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The state bed is very cold and he is alone How far from the wall	J
the arras is blown	Z
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Christ's Death It is no storm which makes these little chuckling sounds	S
By the Great Wounds of Holy Jesus it is his dear lady kissing and	A2
clasping someone Through the sobbing storm he hears her love take form	B2
and flutter out in words They prick into his ears and stun his desire	P
which lies within him hard and dead like frozen fire And the little noise	S
never stops	S
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Drip hiss the rain drops	S
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He tears down the arras from before an inner chamber's bolted door	L
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II	A
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The state bed shivers in the watery dawn Drip hiss fall the raindrops	S
For the storm never stops	S
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On the velvet coverlet lie two bodies stripped and fair in the cold	C2
grey air Drip hiss fall the blood drops for the bleeding never stops	S
The bodies lie quietly At each side of the bed on the floor is a head	D2
A man's on this side a woman's on that and the red blood oozes along	K
the rush mat	E2
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A wisp of paper is twisted carefully into the strands of the dead man's hair	F2
It says 'My Lord Your wife's paramour has paid with his life	G2
for the high favour '	-
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Through the lady's silver fillet is wound another paper It reads	S
'Most noble Lord Your wife's misdeeds are as a double stranded	H2
necklace of beads But I have engaged that on your return	I2
she shall welcome you here She will not spurn your love as before	L
you have still the best part of her Her blood was red her body white	J2
they will both be here for your delight The soul inside was a lump of dirt	K2
I have rid you of that with a spurt of my sword point Good luck	K
to your pleasure She will be quite complaisant my friend I wager '	-
The end was a splashed flourish of ink	K
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Hark In the passage is heard the clink of armour the tread of a heavy man	L2
The door bursts open and standing there his thin hair wavering	K
in the glare of steely daylight is my Lord of Clair	F2
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Over the yawning chimney hangs the fog Drip hiss drip hiss	S
fall the raindrops Overhead hammers and chinks the rain which never stops	S
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The velvet coverlet is sodden and wet yet the roof beams are tight	J2
Overhead the coronet gleams with its blackened gold winking and blinking	K
Among the rushes three corpses are growing cold	C2
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III	A
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In the castle church you may see them stand	M2
Two sumptuous tombs on either hand	M2
Of the choir my Lord's and my Lady's grand	M2
In sculptured filigrees And where the transepts of the church expand	M2
A crusader come from the Holy Land	M2
Lies with crossed legs and embroidered band	M2
The page's name became a brand	M2
For shame He was buried in crawling sand	M2
After having been burnt by royal command	M2

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