...come again To rule once more — but let what will be, be, I am so deeply smitten thro' the helm 25 That without help I cannot last till morn. Thou therefore take my brand Excalibur, Which was my pride : i'ov thou remernberest how In those old days, one summer noon, an arm Rose up from out the bosom...

...smitten thro' the helm That without help l cannot last till morn. Thou therefore take my brand Excallbur, Which was my pride : for thou rememberest how In those old days, one summer noon, an arm Hose up from out the bosom of the lake, Clothed in white samite, mystic, wonful, Holding the sword—...

...that I should come again To rule once more — but let what will be, be. I am so deeply smitten thro' the helm That without help I cannot last till morn....out the bosom of the lake, Clothed in white samite, mystie, wonderful, Holding the sword — and how I row'd across And took it, and have worn it, like...

...that I should conic again To rule once more — but let what will be, be, I am so deeply smitten thro' the helm That without help I cannot last till morn....my brand Excalibur, Which was my pride : for thou remcmberest how In those old days, one summer noon, an arm Rose up from out the bosom of the lake,...

...So toward the open main, Beating to sea again, Through the wild hurricane, Bore I the maiden.' 4. ' In those old days, one summer noon, an arm Rose up...white samite, mystic, wonderful, Holding the sword.' 5. 'When with flames all around him aspirant, Stood flushed, as a harp-player stands, The implacable...

...that I should comeagain To rule once more ; but let what will be, be. I am so deeply smitten thro' the helm That without help I cannot last till morn. Thou therefore take my brand Excalibur, Whirh was my pride : for thou rememberest how In those old days, one summer noon, an arm Rose up from...

...fixed. Nor can we fail to remember the story of his other and more famous sword Excalibur — how ' One summer noon, an arm Rose up from out the bosom...mystic, wonderful, Holding the sword — and how I row'd across And took it, and have worn it, like a king,' and how in the dark days, when the hero's...

...that I should come again To rule once more — but let what will be, be, I am so deeply smitten thro' the helm That without help I cannot last till morn....mystic, wonderful, Holding the sword — and how I row'd across And took it, and have worn it, like a king: And, wheresoever I am sung or told In aftertime,...

...that I should come again To rule once more — but let what will be, be, I am so deeply smitten thro' the helm That without help I cannot last till morn....mystic, wonderful, Holding the sword — and how I row'd across And took it, and have worn it, like a king : And, wheresoever I am sung or told In aftertime,...

...nephew, Sir Bedivere, when they were alone, and gave him his magical sword, Excalibur, saying — " I am so deeply smitten through the helm, That without...noon, an arm Rose up from out the bosom of the lake, Holding the sword — and how I rowed across And took it, and have worn it like a king. And, wheresoever...