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- Maid of Astolat
- Thinking of pushing the boat out as my love for Lancelot is alas, unrequited. ;-)
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The Lotos-Eaters (excerpt) Alfred Lord Tennyson There is sweet music here that softer falls Than petals from blown roses on the gras... -
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