The Lady Lyonors
Beside her stood her beautiful daughter.
Through woods and swamps Enid and Geraint rode silently
The Lilly Maid of Astolat
Sir Pelleas was always at his lady’s side.
Sometimes the birds and beasts, his woodland friends, would call to him
My strength is as the strength of ten because my heart is pure.
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