•   SO all day long the noise of battle rolled
    Among the mountains by the winter sea;
    Until King Arthur’s Table, man by man,
    Had fallen in Lyoness about their lord,
    King Arthur: then, because his wound was deep,
    The bold Sir Bedivere uplifted him,
    Sir Bedivere, the last of all his Knights,
    And bore him to a chapel nigh the field,
    A...