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The Wonder-Dream


        

            

              
                

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 The Wonder-Dream

            

            

              
                
                                            
by:  Ernest  Rhys (Author)

                                    
                                              

                      from: Lays of the Round Table and Other Lyric Romances   (Pp. 34 - 35)                       1905
                  

                              

            


                        

                
"Of thys bataille were to telle,—

	How Knightis undyr sadels felle,—

	And stedys that were bold and snelle

	Among hem waden in the blode

	Before the tyme of even belle."

	               [Epigraph from Stanzaic Morte Arthur]

              

                  



      

        


        

          
   The Red King with the Hundred Knights,

	      A wonder-dream he dreamed

	   And thro' and thro' it blew the wind;

	      And a wicked wind it seemed:

	(In his dream in the forest of Bedegraine, soon after All-hallowmass Eve.)

	

	   It blew upon the turret-tops,

	       And brought them tumbling down;

	   It overset the Castle-keep;

	       As low it laid the town:

	(In his dream in the forest of Bedegraine, soon after All-hallowmass Eve.)

	

	   And then a black rain fell in flood

	       And washed them all away:

	   But every drop the Red King dreamed,

	       Was a drop of blood next day:

	(As he lay in the forest of Bedegraine, soon after All-hallowmass Eve.)