Idylls of the King by Alfred Lord Tennyson
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Sprang out, and followed by his flying hair
Ran like a colt, and leapt at all he saw: But Modred laid his ear beside the doors, And there half-heard; the same that afterward Struck for the throne, and striking found his doom. And then the Queen made answer, `What know I? For dark my mother was in eyes and hair, And dark in hair and eyes am I; and dark Was Gorlos, yea and dark was Uther too, Wellnigh to blackness; but this King is fair Beyond the race of Britons and of men. Moreover, always in my mind I hear A cry from out the dawning of my life, A mother weeping, and I hear her say, "O that ye had some brother, pretty one, To guard thee on the rough ways of the world."' `Ay,' said the King, `and hear ye such a cry? But when did Arthur chance upon thee first?' `O King!' she cried, `and I will tell thee true: He found me first when yet a little maid: Beaten I had been for a little fault Whereof I was not guilty; and out I ran And flung myself down on a bank of heath, And hated this fair world and all therein, And wept, and wished that I were dead; and he-- I know not whether of himself he came, Or brought by Merlin, who, they say, can walk |
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