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Below the tawny Tagus swept	A
Past royal gardens breathing balm	B
Upon his couch the monarch slept	A
The world was still the night was calm	B
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Gray Gothic gated in the ray	C
Of moonrise tower and castle crowned	D
The city of Toledo lay	C
Beneath the terraced palace ground	D
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Again he dreamed in kingly sport	E
He sought the tree sequestered path	F
And watched the ladies of his Court	E
Within the marble basined bath	F
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Its porphyry stairs and fountained base	G
Shone houried with voluptuous forms	H
Where Andalusia vied in grace	G
With old Castile in female charms	I
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And laughter song and water splash	J
Rang round the place with stone arcaded	E
As here a breast or limb would flash	J
Where beauty swam or beauty waded	E
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And then like Venus from the wave	K
A maiden came and stood below	L
And by her side a woman slave	K
Bent down to dry her limbs of snow	L
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Then on the tesselated bank	M
Robed on with fragrance and with fire	N
Like some exotic flower she sank	M
The type of all divine desire	N
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Then her dark curls that sparkled wet	E
She parted from her perfect brows	O
And lo her eyes like lamps of jet	E
Within an alabaster house	P
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And in his sleep the monarch sighed	E
'Florinda ' Dreaming still he moaned	E
'Ah would that I had died had died	E
I have atoned I have atoned '	-
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And then the vision changed O'erhead	E
Tempest and darkness were unrolled	E
Full of wild voices of the dead	E
And lamentations manifold	E
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And wandering shapes of gaunt despair	Q
Swept by with faces pale as pain	R
Whose eyes wept blood and seemed to glare	Q
Fierce curses on him through the rain	R
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And then it seemed 'gainst blazing skies	S
A necromantic tower sate	E
Crag like on crags of giant size	S
Of adamant its walls and gate	E
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And from the storm a hand of might	E
Red rolled in thunder reached among	T
The gate's huge bolts that burst and night	E
Clanged ruin as its hinges swung	T
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Then far away a murmur trailed	E
As of sad seas on cavern'd shores	U
That grew into a voice that wailed	E
'They come they come the Moors the Moors '	-
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And with deep boom of atabals	U
And crash of cymbals and wild peal	V
Of battle bugles from its walls	U
An army rushed in glimmering steel	V
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And where it trod he saw the torch	W
Of conflagration stalk the skies	U
And in the vanward of its march	X
The monster form of Havoc rise	U
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And Paynim war cries rent the storm	Y
Athwart whose firmament of flame	Z
Destruction reared an earthquake form	Y
On wreck and death without a name	Z
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And then again the vision changed	E
Where flows the Guadalete see	U
The warriors of the Cross are ranged	E
Against the Crescent's chivalry	U
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With roar of trumpets and of drums	U
They meet and in the battle's van	A2
He fights and towering towards him comes	U
Florinda's father Julian	B2
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And one eyed Taric great in war	C2
And where these couch their burning spears	U
The Christian phalanx near and far	D2
Goes down like corn before the shears	U
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The Moslem wins the Christian flies	U
'Allah il Allah ' hill and plain	R
Reverberate the rocking skies	U
'Allah il Allah ' shout again	E2
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And then he dreamed the swing of swords	U
And hurl of arrows were no more	C2
But louder than the howling hordes	U
Strange silence fell on field and shore	C2
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And through the night it seemed he fled	E
Upon a white steed like a star	D2
Across a field of endless dead	E
Beneath a blood red scimitar	D2
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Of sunset And he heard a moan	F2
Beneath around on every hand	E
'Accurs d Yea what hast thou done	B2
To bring this curse upon thy land '	-
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And then an awful sense of wings	U
And lo the answer ''Twas his lust	E
That was his crime Behold E'en kings	U
Must reckon with Me All are dust '	-

Madison Julius Cawein

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