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Then as he rushes forth the note Roars from that Beast’s malignant throat With laughter, laughter, laughter, laughter! The wits of Palamedes float In ecstasy of shame and rage. “O Thou!” exclaims the baffled sage; “ How should I match Thee? Yet, I will so, Though Doomisday devour the Age. Weeping, and beating on his breast, Gnashing his teeth, he still confessed The might of the dread oath that bound him: He would not yet give up the quest. “Nay! while I am,” quoth he, “ though Hell Engulph me, though God mock me well, I follow as I sware; I fo…
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…pping thing. He stabs the lamb, and splits the brains Of that majestic-seeming king. He clips the wing and pares the claw— What turns to laughter all his joy, To wondering ribaldry his awe? The beast’s a mere mechanic toy, Fit to amuse an idle boy! 39
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…ily dafter, Where nothing—nothing—may abide ? Westward!” They fly, but rolling after Echoes the Beast’s unsatisfied And inextinguishable laughter!
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…o save the king ! Hail! horror of the midnight surge ! The storms of death, the lashing gust, The doubtful gleam of swords that urge Hot laughter with high-leaping lust!
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…; The slain babe lay there black and stark. What of the Beast? What of the quest? More blind the quest, the Beast more dim. Even now its laughter is suppressed, While his own demons mock at him!
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…heir applause— “His mind” (said they) “is free of flaws: The Veil of God is thin as gauze! ”— That almost they had dulled or drowned The laughter (in its belly bound) Of that dread Beast he had not found. Nathless—although he would away— They forced the lack-luck knight to stay And lecture many a weary day. Verily, almost he had caught The infection of their costive thought, And brought his loyal quest to naught. It was by night that Palamede Ran from that mildewed, mouldy breed, Moth-eaten dullards run to seed ! gr
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…sion! Not to be written in my book Is this most drastic disillusion! So weak and ill was he, I doubt If he might hear the royal feast Of laughter that came rolling out Afar from that elusive Beast. G 97
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…y race, nor rest Till seven days were fairly done. Then doth the Questing Marvel crest The ridge: the knight is well outrun. Now, adding laughter to its din, Like some lewd comet at the sun, Around the panting paladin It runs with all its splendid speed. Yet, knowing that he may not win,
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The saint of Mary ”—there he stayed, For out of Memnon’s singing stone So fierce a questing barked and brayed, It turned his laughter to a groan. His vow forgot, his task undone, His soul whipped in God’s bitter school! (He moaned a mighty malison !) The perfect knight? The perfect fool! “Now, by God’s wounds!” quoth he, “my strength Is burnt out to a pest of pains. Let me fling off my curse at length In old Chaldea’s starry plains! Thou blesséd Jesus, foully nailed Unto the cruel Calvary tree, Look on my soul’s poor fort assailed By all the ho…
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20 With laughter rattling round the hall. But Arthur first essays the deed, And may not budge the dwarf at all. Then Lancelot sware by Goddes reed, And pulled so strong his muscle burst, His nose and mouth brake out a-bleed ; Nor moved he thus the dwarf. From first To last the envious knights essayed, And all their malice had the worst, Till strong Sir Bors his prowess played— And all his might availéd nought. Now once Sir Bors had been betrayed To Paynim ; him in traitrise caught, They bound to four strong stallion steers, To tear asunder, as …