Read the excerpt from "Morte d'Arthur” by Alfred, Lord Tennyson.But when I look’d again, behold an arm,Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonderful,That caught him by the hilt, and brandish’d himThree times, and drew him under in the mere.
Read the excerpt from "Morte d'Arthur” by Alfred, Lord Tennyson.But, as he walk’d, King Arthur panted hard,Like one that feels a nightmare on his bed
Read the excerpt from "Morte d'Arthur” by Alfred, Lord Tennyson.So saying, from the pavement he hath rose,Slowly, with pain, reclining on his arm,And looking wistfully with wide blue eyesAs in a picture.
Read the excerpt from "Morte d'Arthur" by Alfred, Lord Tennyson.Then went Sir Bedivere the second timeAcross the ridge, and paced beside the mere,Counting the dewy pebbles, fix’d in thought;
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Read the excerpt from Le Morte d’Arthur by Sir Thomas Malory.And as soon as Sir Bedivere had lost the sight of the barge, he wept and wailed, and so took the forest; and so he went all that night . . .Read the excerpt from "Morte d'Arthur” by Alfred, Lord Tennyson.Long stood Sir BedivereRevolving many memories, till the hullLook’d one black dot against the verge of dawn.
Read the excerpt from "Morte d'Arthur” by Alfred, Lord Tennyson.But when he saw the wonder of the hilt,How curiously and strangely chased, he smoteHis palms together, and he cried aloud,"And if indeed I cast the brand away,Surely a precious thing, one worthy note,Should thus be lost for ever from the earth"
Read the excerpt from "Morte d'Arthur” by Alfred, Lord Tennyson.So saying, from the ruin’d shrine he steptAnd in the moon athwart the place of tombs,Where lay the mighty bones of ancient men,Old knights, and over them the sea-wind sangShrill, chill, with flakes of foam.
Read the excerpt from "Morte d'Arthur” by Alfred, Lord Tennyson.Thou wouldst betray me for the precious hilt;Either from lust of gold, or like a girlValuing the giddy pleasure of the eyes.
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