the Equinox - The Hermetic Library

the Equinox - The Hermetic Library the Equinox - The Hermetic Library

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92 SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT How weak Sir Palamedes grows! We hear no more of bouts and blows! His weapons are his ten good toes! He that was Arthur's peer, good knight Proven in many a foughten fight, Flees like a felon in the night! Ay! this thy quest is past the ken Of thee and of all mortal men, Sir Palamede the Saracen!

XXXVI OFT, as Sir Palamedes went Upon the quest, he was aware Of some vast shadow subtly bent With his own shadow in the air. It had no shape, no voice had it Wherewith to daunt the eye or ear; Yet all the horror of the pit Clad it with all the arms of fear. Moreover, though he sought to scan Some feature, though he listened long, No shape of God or fiend or man, No whisper, groan, shriek, scream, or song Gave him to know it. Now it chanced One day Sir Palamedes rode Through a great wood whose leafage danced In the thin sunlight as it flowed From heaven. He halted in a glade, Bade his horse crop the tender grass; Put off his armour, softly laid Himself to sleep till noon should pass. 93

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SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT<br />

How weak Sir Palamedes grows!<br />

We hear no more of bouts and blows!<br />

His weapons are his ten good toes!<br />

He that was Arthur's peer, good knight<br />

Proven in many a foughten fight,<br />

Flees like a felon in <strong>the</strong> night!<br />

Ay! this thy quest is past <strong>the</strong> ken<br />

Of <strong>the</strong>e and of all mortal men,<br />

Sir Palamede <strong>the</strong> Saracen!

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