Title page of Early poems of William Morris, illustrated by Florence Harrison, New-York, 1914.
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… In that garden fair
Came Lancelot walking, this is true, the kiss
Wherewith we kissed in meeting that spring day,
I scarce dare talk of the remember’d bliss.
Illustration by Florence Harrison, from Early poems of William Morris, New-York, 1914.
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Then Godmar turn’d again and said:
“So, Jehane, the first fitte is read!
Take note, my Lady, that your way
Lies backward to the Chatelet!”
Illustration by Florence Harrison, from Early poems of William Morris, New-York, 1914.
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O, sisters, cross the bridge with me,
My eyes are full of sand.
What matter that I cannot see,
If ye take me by the hand?
Illustration by Florence Harrison, from Early poems of William Morris, New-York, 1914.
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… and in
The order’d garden you would seek
The biggest roses - any sin.
Illustration by Florence Harrison, from Early poems of William Morris, New-York, 1914.
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And one of these strange choosing cloths was blue,
Wavy and long, and one cut short and red;
No man could tell the better of the two.
Illustration by Florence Harrison, from Early poems of William Morris, New-York, 1914.
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Fair Jehane du Castel Beau
Wore her wreath till it was dead
Illustration by Florence Harrison, from Early poems of William Morris, New-York, 1914.
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And by him Palomydes, helmet off,
He fought, his face brush’d by his hair,
Illustration by Florence Harrison, from Early poems of William Morris, New-York, 1914.
Via archive.org.
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