. The book of ballads . .fi^ - THE BOOK OF BALLADS. In Bnrt D.^rtijnr. XOT BY ALFRED TKNNYSOX. Slowly, as one who bears a mortal hurt,Through which the fountain of his Hfe mns dry,Crept goocl King Arthur do-mi unto the roughening wind was bringing in the wavesA\ith cold, dull plash and plunging to the shore,And a gieat bank of clouds came faihng upAthwart the aspect of the gibbous moon,Leaving no glimpse save starlight, as hn sank,A\ith a short stagger, senseless on the stones. ]No man yet knows how long he laj in swound ;But long enough it was to let the rustLick half the surface o
. The book of ballads . .fi^ - THE BOOK OF BALLADS. In Bnrt D.^rtijnr. XOT BY ALFRED TKNNYSOX. Slowly, as one who bears a mortal hurt,Through which the fountain of his Hfe mns dry,Crept goocl King Arthur do-mi unto the roughening wind was bringing in the wavesA\ith cold, dull plash and plunging to the shore,And a gieat bank of clouds came faihng upAthwart the aspect of the gibbous moon,Leaving no glimpse save starlight, as hn sank,A\ith a short stagger, senseless on the stones. ]No man yet knows how long he laj in swound ;But long enough it was to let the rustLick half the surface of his polished shield;For it was made by far inferior handsThan forged his helm, his breastplate, and his no canker lighted, for they boreThe magic stamp of Mechis Silver Steel. I ( ^1 I THE BOOK OF BALLADS. 177. Take away this clammy nectar! Said the king of gods and men; Never at Olympus table Let that trash be served , Lyteus, thou, the beery ! (^uick—invent some other drink ;Or in a brace of shakes, thou standest On Cocytus sulphury brink ! Terror shook the limbs of Bacchus,Paly grew his pimpled nose, ,^; j^^feji m, ^F^.S 178
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