Quite long ago,
In the days of knights and castles,
There lived a King named Arthur,
Who had fought and won many battles,
One such battle, with a sable knight,
Broke this fabled king’s sword,
Therefore, he went, at dawn’s first light,
To Merlin, the magical lord,
“ Merlin,” quothe he, “Where can I unearth, another, phenomenal blade?”
“My King,” said Merlin the Wise, “I know of one, a great legend it emits,
“In a magical, luminous, glade,”
“Shielded, in the arms of the Lady it sits”,
Then the King brightened, and gleefully said, “Then to the enchanted place we must ride”,
And off they went, on their purpose bent,
To the glade, at the rising of the tide,
To ride
To ride
To ride at the rising of the tide
Now when they reached this glade, who was standing in the shade,
But the lady, tall and fair,
Fully clad in crimson and sparkling jade,
With silkiest, blackest, hair
So King Arthur knew, by this fair damsel’s worth,
She was a majestic woman of Faerie,
Therefore, he knelt reverently upon the earth,
Then he asked reverently,
“Lady, I ask prithee,”
“How might I obtain thy fair and beaming sword?”
Said she, “I decree, you the most worthy,”
“To use this glistening steel, for thine own accord,”
So, then he went, his bright mind set,
In a shining, brass, boat,
And a path parted for him where the waters met,
Of all this, King Arthur took note,
When he reached the arm with the blade,
It did not falter or move,
That the sword should share the ruler’s fame
This last act seemed to prove,
And never was there a more joyous King,
To own this world-renowned blade,
Then that fair lady, he did thank, for the sword that he did bring,
Quothe he, “You are my aid,”
To fight the great knight
Soon did they go, over sea green field and plain,
And because of the weapon, with its incandescent light,
King Arthur was Pellinore’s greatest bane
And later that day,
For what he had done,
King Pellinore did pay,
With the two older sons,
The name of the king and sword,
By fame, Arthur and Excalibur became one,
Arthur soon became known as the most powerful lord,
Most famous for the deeds they hath done.
In the days of knights and castles,
There lived a King named Arthur,
Who had fought and won many battles,
One such battle, with a sable knight,
Broke this fabled king’s sword,
Therefore, he went, at dawn’s first light,
To Merlin, the magical lord,
“ Merlin,” quothe he, “Where can I unearth, another, phenomenal blade?”
“My King,” said Merlin the Wise, “I know of one, a great legend it emits,
“In a magical, luminous, glade,”
“Shielded, in the arms of the Lady it sits”,
Then the King brightened, and gleefully said, “Then to the enchanted place we must ride”,
And off they went, on their purpose bent,
To the glade, at the rising of the tide,
To ride
To ride
To ride at the rising of the tide
Now when they reached this glade, who was standing in the shade,
But the lady, tall and fair,
Fully clad in crimson and sparkling jade,
With silkiest, blackest, hair
So King Arthur knew, by this fair damsel’s worth,
She was a majestic woman of Faerie,
Therefore, he knelt reverently upon the earth,
Then he asked reverently,
“Lady, I ask prithee,”
“How might I obtain thy fair and beaming sword?”
Said she, “I decree, you the most worthy,”
“To use this glistening steel, for thine own accord,”
So, then he went, his bright mind set,
In a shining, brass, boat,
And a path parted for him where the waters met,
Of all this, King Arthur took note,
When he reached the arm with the blade,
It did not falter or move,
That the sword should share the ruler’s fame
This last act seemed to prove,
And never was there a more joyous King,
To own this world-renowned blade,
Then that fair lady, he did thank, for the sword that he did bring,
Quothe he, “You are my aid,”
To fight the great knight
Soon did they go, over sea green field and plain,
And because of the weapon, with its incandescent light,
King Arthur was Pellinore’s greatest bane
And later that day,
For what he had done,
King Pellinore did pay,
With the two older sons,
The name of the king and sword,
By fame, Arthur and Excalibur became one,
Arthur soon became known as the most powerful lord,
Most famous for the deeds they hath done.
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