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Sir Galahad

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MY good blade carves the casques of men,
My tough lance thrusteth sure,
My strength is as the strength of ten,
Because my heart is pure.
The shattering trumpet shrilleth high,
The hard brands shiver on the steel,
The splinter'd spear-shafts crack and fly,
The horse and rider reel:
They reel, they roll in clanging lists,
And when the tide of combat stands,

Perfume and flowers fall in showers,
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Bob Lane 27 February 2018

This inspired and beautiful poem reveals the depth of Tennyson's own spirituality and alludes to spiritual experience.

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