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Arthurian Miscellany: Ballad of Sir Launcelot, by John Grosvenor Wilson [1886]

Sacred Texts  Legends/Sagas  England  Index  Previous  Next  An Arthurian Miscellany BALLAD OF SIR LAUNCELOT by JOHN GROSVENOR WILSON "Riding the quest of the Grail alone,     Guinevere, Guinevere, pity me! All thro' the day and the night I moan,     Yearning to catch but a glimpse of thee. Tho' I make halt by the wan west sea,     Seeking a sign in the high God's name, Lo, as I tremble and bow the knee,     Gleameth thy face with the eyes aflame! "Me have I scourged till the blood hath flown,     Weeping hot tears of misery; Still thro' the day and the night I moan,     Yearning to catch but a glimpse of thee. -- Yea, have I striven and sought to flee,     Ever and ever the same -- the same -- Blinding my soul with sweet rarity,     Gleameth thy face with the eyes aflame! "Sleeping, I dreamed that the Grail was shown,     Marvellous bright with clemency; Waking, I lay on the chancel-stone --     Ah, but I yearned for the touch of thee! -- Tho' I may bow and make piteous plea     Unto the Christ and our Holy Dame, Sweeter by far than all visions be,     Gleameth thy face with the eyes aflame." ENVOY. Guinevere maketh a day of glee, --     "Who is it cometh to join our game?" -- "Launcelot rideth with bridle free,     Gleameth thy face with the eyes aflame." Next: Excalibur, by John Grosvenor Wilson [1886]