"She raised her oblong lute and smote some chords"
"He [Accolon] bowed and wept into his hands; and she [Morgane],
Sorrowing beheld. Then, resting at her knee,
Raised slow her oblong lute and smote some chords." (Cawein's "Accolon of Gaul," p. 230)
Sorrowing beheld. Then, resting at her knee,
Raised slow her oblong lute and smote some chords." (Cawein's "Accolon of Gaul," p. 230)