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...crackles on the leads, And, ringing, springs from brand and mail ; But o'er the dark a glory spreads, 55 And gilds the driving hail. I leave the plain, I climb...whistling storms Fly o'er waste fens and windy fields. 60 A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope, I know not fear ; I yearn to breathe the airs of heaven...

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...crackles on the leads, And, ringing, springs from brand and mail; But o'er the dark a glory spreads, No branchy thicket shelter yields ; But blessed forms...fields. A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope, 1 know not fear ; 1 yearn to breathe the airs of heaven That often meet me here. I muse on joy that...

...one hears of one, of whom the poet's words are true : " A maiden knight — to me is given Such love, I know not fear ; I yearn to breathe the airs of heaven That often meet me here. " I muse on joys that will not cease, Pure spaces clothed in living beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose...

...high calling of God," a second Sir Galahad : "A maiden knight — to me is given Such hope, I know no fear ; I yearn to breathe the airs of heaven That often meet me here. I muse on joys that will not cease, Pure spaces clothed in living beams, Pure lilies of eternal peace, Whose...

...Sir Galahad may have looked as he rode to Camelford, and on to ' Tintagel by the Cornish sea : ' ' I leave the plain, I climb the height, No branchy...whistling storms, Fly o'er waste fens and windy fields.' The little town nestles close under the castle, so snug and safe that it is content to sleep, for the...