{"collection":"Northern European Mythology","html_url":"https://unchartedknowledge.5gfusion.net/browse/neu/arthur/art159.htm","path":"neu/arthur/art159.htm","source_url":"https://sacred-texts.com/neu/arthur/art159.htm","text":"An Arthurian Miscellany\nCamelford--Camelot\nI.\n Not Camelot the towered--the goodly town\u00a0\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Upon the shining rive, whither passed\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0The Lady of Shalott, when fallen at last\n A victim to her spell, slow-wafted down!\n Not Camelot the towered, the glittering crown\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Of all King Arthur's cities! Yet thou hast\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Thy legend of the King--how Modred massed\n His traitor legions, where the waters brown\n Run neath the Bridge of Slaughter, how the King,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0With Launcelot dishonoured, Tristram slain\n And half of his Round-table following\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Dead or apostate--triumphed; then was ta'en;\n Stricken to death, by bold Sir Bedivere\n To Dozmary and passed upon the mere. \n \nCamelford--Slaughter Bridge\nII.\n In the soft prelude of an August night\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0We sallied forth from Camelford in quest\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Of where his last great battle in the west\n Brought death to Athur. Grey the gloaming light\n Ere we were in the valley of the fight,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0A spot by Nature framed for fierce contest,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0With ridge commanding ridge, and crest on crest,\n On either side a little river, bright\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0With waving sedge and darting trout. The bridge\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Was wreathed with blackhaired spleenwort and wild flowers,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0And the rank grass beneath the lowest bridge\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Guarded a stone, in characters not ours,\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0Claimed by the country-folk with wondering eyes\n \u00a0\u00a0\u00a0To tell that Arthur underneath it lies.","title":"Arthurian Miscellany: Camelford, by Douglas B. W. Sladan [1885]","type":"page"}