Arthur and Abbey
“The clouds are broken in the sky, And thro’ the mountain-walls A rolling organ-harmony Swells up, and shakes and falls, Then move the trees, the copses nod, Wing flutter, voices […]
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“The clouds are broken in the sky, And thro’ the mountain-walls A rolling organ-harmony Swells up, and shakes and falls, Then move the trees, the copses nod, Wing flutter, voices […]
His Childhood When Galahad was still a child They let him run full free And roam the castle holds and halls And hear the minstrelsy. He played amongst the […]
This tale is presented as if it were a portion of a Medieval manuscript, suddenly found after all these years. The non-scriptural footnotes are presented as the work of a […]