![]() I have never loved since, as most surely I had never loved before. Yet that came nearest to success for it was my one touch of love. Nothing, nothing has ever come of anything that I have ever done. What came of it? A frolic crime, sterile as all my thoughts are. Oh could I destroy both! … Forty years ago I strove to reconcile them by love, by sympathy. Shall I summon my knights and join the Saracen army? That were only to change the balance, to change the cross, soaked in the blood of humanity, for the crescent, pale flame of madness. Bigotry I could have beaten: it is this mountain of stupidity that crushes me. So at the end I find myself a toothless dog. I gave all for power, and I used all my power to reconcile, to heal, to amend the matter. Had I power I would wash mine in blood, in the blood of these monsters of cruelty - no, of stupidity. It fell from her lip that she bit through. She shudders with fear, but gives no sound.” “As she pulls the pitcher from the water he claps his hands over her eyes. quitely, dismounted, tethered his palfrey to palm, and approached” LAYLAH. [“During the last part of the song” SIR RINALDO DE LA CHAPELLE, “preceptor of the Knights Templars, has entered L. ![]() ![]() He is black-bearded and bold and magnificent.Įven on the morn of the wedding he rode forth Is freer than the wanderer in the desert. Because it had once been blacker than burnt wood. ![]()
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