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SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT
His nails, and made his penance end,
Clothing himself in steel and gold,
Arming himself, his life to spend
In vigil cold and wandering bold,
Disdaining song and dalliance soft,
Seeking one purpose to behold,
And holding ever that aloft,
Nor fearing God, nor heeding men.
So thus his hermit habit doffed
Sir Palamede the Saracen.