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Guinevere
By Lord Alfred TennysonSource: Lord Alfred Tennyson - PoetryDB (Public Domain)5011 words
Queen Guinevere had fled the court, and sat There in the holy house at Almesbury Weeping, none with her save a little maid, A novice: one low light betwixt them burned Blurred by the creeping mist, fo...
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