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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=506568" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>At Camelot</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">Her maiden dreams were redolent of love, <br>Warm-bosomed as she breathed the passionate air <br>Of old romance, and did in fancy move <br>'Mong the gay knights who died for ladies fair; <br>Until she heard the thunder of the press, <br>And so became a lover; her heart rang <br>The note of love's alarm, his tenderness, <br>When in the onset all the tourney sang. <br>And she was one of the dead ladies who, <br>In beauty's blazon, to his misty bower <br>With Launcelot, when the Queen was gone, withdrew <br>Under the shadow of the tourney tower; <br>And, lilting to him through the gloaming, made <br>His heart a lyre whereon her passion played.</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Robert+Crawford">Robert Crawford</a><div class=q>
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