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Witchcraft

But how or where their yielding feet she led,
They nothing told, nor whence the damsel sped,
Nor what the honour won nor what the shame.

Yet, natheless, though again in fealty
Each knight bowed head before the king's decree,
And exercised all wonted chivalry,
Such vice which in those breasts had taken hold
Became accelerated, Lancelot's sin
With Guinevere grew much enhanced therein,
Gawain and Ettarre, Tristram and Isolde.

None knew from whence she came nor what her heart
Contained of evil; when she drove apart
King Arthur's Hall by soft and hidden art
No token left she when she passed away,

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