Marmion . few have read romance so well —How still the legendary layOer poets bosom holds its sway;How on the ancient minstrel strainTime lays his palsied hand in vain;And how our hearts at doughty deeds,By warriors wrought in steely throb for fear and pitys sake;As when the Champion of the LakeEnters Morganas lated house,Or in the Chapel Perilous,Despising spells and demons converse with the unburied corse;Or when, Dame Ganores grace to move —Alas, that lawless was their love ! —He sought proud Tarquin in his freed full sixty knights; or when,A sinful man, and

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Marmion . few have read romance so well —How still the legendary layOer poets bosom holds its sway;How on the ancient minstrel strainTime lays his palsied hand in vain;And how our hearts at doughty deeds,By warriors wrought in steely throb for fear and pitys sake;As when the Champion of the LakeEnters Morganas lated house,Or in the Chapel Perilous,Despising spells and demons converse with the unburied corse;Or when, Dame Ganores grace to move —Alas, that lawless was their love ! —He sought proud Tarquin in his freed full sixty knights; or when,A sinful man, and unconfessed,He took the SangreaFs holy quest,And slumbering saw the vision high,He might not view with waking eye. The miglitiest chiefs of British songScorned not such legends to prolong :They gleam through Spensers elfin dreamAnd mix in Miltons heavenly theme;And Dryden, in immortal strain,Had raised the Table Round again,But that a ribald King and CourtBade him toil on, to make them s])ort; -h:^--.

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