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Stephen Crane

I looked here;

I looked there;

Nowhere could I see my love.

And--this time--

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Then while the King debated with himself

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f Arthur were the child of shamefulness,Or born the son of Gorlois, after death,Or Uther’s son, and born before his time,Or whether there were truth in anything _ Said by these three, there came to Cameliard,With Gawain and young Modred, her two sons,Lot’s wife, the Queen of Orkney, Bellicent;Whom as he could, not as he would, the KingMade feast for, saying, as they sat at meat, ‘A doubtful throne is ice on summer seas.Ye come from Arthur’s court. Victor his men Report him! Yea, but ye—think ye this king— So many those that hate him, and so strong, 225 230 235 240 245 2590