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Christ God who savest man save most	A
Of men Count Gismond who saved me	B
Count Gauthier when he chose his post	A
Chose time and place and company	B
To suit it when he struck at length	C
My honour 't was with all his strength	C
And doubtlessly ere he could draw	D
All points to one he must have schemed	E
That miserable morning saw	D
Few half so happy as I seemed	E
While being dressed in queen's array	F
To give our tourney prize away	F
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I thought they loved me did me grace	G
To please themselves 't was all their deed	H
God makes or fair or foul our face	G
If showing mine so caused to bleed	H
My cousins' hearts they should have dropped	I
A word and straight the play had stopped	I
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They too so beauteous Each a queen	J
By virtue of her brow and breast	K
Not needing to be crowned I mean	J
As I do E'en when I was dressed	K
Had either of them spoke instead	L
Of glancing sideways with still head	L
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But no they let me laugh and sing	M
My birthday song quite through adjust	N
The last rose in my garland fling	M
A last look on the mirror trust	N
My arms to each an arm of theirs	O
And so descend the castle stairs	O
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And come out on the morning troop	P
Of merry friends who kissed my cheek	Q
And called me queen and made me stoop	P
Under the canopy a streak	Q
That pierced it of the outside sun	R
Powdered with gold its gloom's soft dun	R
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And they could let me take my state	S
And foolish throne amid applause	T
Of all come there to celebrate	S
My queen's day Oh I think the cause	U
Of much was they forgot no crowd	V
Makes up for parents in their shroud	V
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However that be all eyes were bent	W
Upon me when my cousins cast	X
Theirs down 't was time I should present	Y
The victor's crown but there 't will last	X
No long time the old mist again	Z
Blinds me as then it did How vain	A2
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See Gismond's at the gate in talk	B2
With his two boys I can proceed	H
Well at that moment who should stalk	B2
Forth boldly to my face indeed	H
But Gauthier and he thundered Stay	F
And all stayed Bring no crowns I say	F
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Bring torches Wind the penance sheet	C2
About her Let her shun the chaste	D2
Or lay herself before their feet	C2
Shall she whose body I embraced	D2
A night long queen it in the day	F
For honour's sake no crowns I say	F
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I What I answered As I live	E2
I never fancied such a thing	M
As answer possible to give	F2
What says the body when they spring	M
Some monstrous torture engine's whole	G2
Strength on it No more says the soul	G2
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Till out strode Gismond then I knew	H2
That I was saved I never met	I2
His face before but at first view	H2
I felt quite sure that God had set	I2
Himself to Satan would who spend	J2
A minute's mistrust on the end	J2
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He strode to Gauthier in his throat	K2
Gave him the lie then struck his mouth	L2
With one back handed blow that wrote	K2
In blood men's verdict there North South	L2
East West I looked The lie was dead	L
And damned and truth stood up instead	L
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This glads me most that I enjoyed	M2
The heart o' the joy with my content	W
In watching Gismond unalloyed	M2
By any doubt of the event	W
God took that on him I was bid	N2
Watch Gismond for my part I did	N2
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Did I not watch him while he let	I2
His armourer just brace his greaves	O2
Rivet his hauberk on the fret	I2
The while His foot my memory leaves	O2
No least stamp out nor how anon	H2
He pulled his ringing gauntlets on	H2
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And e'en before the trumpet's sound	P2
Was finished prone lay the false knight	Q2
Prone as his lie upon the ground	P2
Gismond flew at him used no sleight	Q2
O' the sword but open breasted drove	R2
Cleaving till out the truth he clove	R2
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Which done he dragged him to my feet	C2
And said Here die but end thy breath	S2
In full confession lest thou fleet	C2
From my first to God's second death	S2
Say hast thou lied And I have lied	T2
To God and her he said and died	T2
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Then Gismond kneeling to me asked	U2
What safe my heart holds though no word	V2
Could I repeat now if I tasked	U2
My powers for ever to a third	V2
Dear even as you are Pass the rest	K
Until I sank upon his breast	K
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Over my head his arm he flung	W2
Against the world and scarce I felt	X2
His sword that dripped by me and swung	W2
A little shifted in its belt	X2
For he began to say the while	Y2
How South our home lay many a mile	Y2
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So 'mid the shouting multitude	Z2
We two walked forth to never more	A3
Return My cousins have pursued	Z2
Their life untroubled as before	A3
I vexed them Gauthier's dwelling place	G
God lighten May his soul find grace	G
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Our elder boy has got the clear	B3
Great brow tho' when his brother's black	C3
Full eye shows scorn it Gismond here	D3
And have you brought my tercel back	C3
I was just telling Adela	E3
How many birds it struck since May	F

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