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"Nevertheless you, O Sir Gauwaine, lie"	5
"And by him Palomydes, helmet off He fought"	27
No long time hence, also I see Thy wasted fingers twine Within the tresses of her hair That shineth gloriously	43
I will run fast, leap adown The slippery sea-stairs, where the crabs fight	71
A sweet bow'd-down face with yellow hair	91
And over it they lay, with stone-white hands Clasped fast together	109
I kiss the Lady Mary's head, Her lips, and her hair golden red, Because to-day we have been wed	115

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