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<div style="background:#fff;border:#bbb dashed 1px;padding:5px"><a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/comments.php?id=519686" style="color:#000;text-decoration:none"><div style="margin:10px 0"><strong>The Crusader's Return</strong></div><div style="margin:10px 0">High deeds achieved of knightly fame,<br>From Palestine the champion came;<br>The cross upon his shoulders borne,<br>Battle and blast had dimm'd and torn.<br>Each dint upon his batter'd shield<br>Was token of a foughten field;<br>And thus, beneath his lady's bower,<br>He sung as fell the twilight hour:-</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Joy to the fair! - thy knight behold,<br>Return'd from yonder land of gold;<br>No wealth he brings, nor wealth can need,<br>Save his good arms and battle-steed<br>His spurs, to dash against a foe,<br>His lance and sword to lay him low;<br>Such all the trophies of his toil,<br>Such - and the hope of Tekla's smile!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Joy to the fair! whose constant knight<br>Her favour fired to feats of might;<br>Unnoted shall she not remain,<br>Where meet the bright and noble train;<br>Minstrel shall sing and herald tell -<br>'Mark yonder maid of beauty well,<br>'Tis she for whose bright eyes were won<br>The listed field at Askalon!</div><div style="margin:10px 0">''Note well her smile! - it edged the blade<br>Which fifty wives to widows made,<br>When, vain his strength and Mahound's spell,<br>Iconium's turban'd Soldan fell.<br>Seest thou her locks, whose sunny glow<br>Half shows, half shades, her neck of snow?<br>Twines not of them one golden thread,<br>But for its sake a Paynim bled.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0">'Joy to the fair! - my name unknown,<br>Each deed, and all its praise thine own<br>Then, oh! unbar this churlish gate,<br>The night dew falls, the hour is late.<br>Inured to Syria's glowing breath,<br>I feel the north breeze chill as death;<br>Let grateful love quell maiden shame,<br>And grant him bliss who brings thee fame.'</div><div style="margin:10px 0"><br /></a><br />poem by <a href="http://en.citatepedia.ro/by.php?a=Sir+Walter+Scott">Sir Walter Scott</a><div class=q>
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From Palestine the champion came;
The cross upon his shoulders borne,
Battle and blast had dimm'd and torn.
Each dint upon his batter'd shield
Was token of a foughten field;
And thus, beneath his lady's bower,..."></div>
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