A ship with shields before the sun, Six maidens round the mast, A red-gold crown on every one, A green gown on the last. The fluttering green banners there Are wrought with ladies` heads most fair, And a portraiture of Guenevere The middle of each sail doth bear. A ship with sails before the wind, And round the helm six knights, Their heaumes are on, whereby, half blind, They pass by many sights. The tatter`d scarlet banners there Right soon will leave the spear-heads bare. Those six knights sorrowfully bear In all their heaumes some yellow hair.SourceThe script ran 0.001 seconds.
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