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King Arthur’s Farewell
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Alfred Lord Tennyson
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The old order changeth, yielding place to new And God fulfils Himself in many ways Lest one good custom should corrupt the world Comfort thyself: what comfort is in me? I have lived my life, and that which I have done May He within Himself make pure! but thou If thou shouldst never see my face again Pray for my soul. More things are wrought by prayer Than this world dreams of. Wherefore, let thy voice Rise like a fountain for me night and day For what are men better than sheep or goats That nourish a blind life within the brain If, knowing God, they lift not hands of prayer Both for themselves and those who call them friend? For so the whole round earth is every way Bound by gold chains about the feet of God But now farewell. I am going a long way With these thou seëst—if indeed I go— (For all my mind is clouded with a doubt) To the island-valley of Avilion; Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow Nor ever wind blows loudly; but it lies Deep-meadow'd, happy, fair with orchard-lawns And bowery hollows crown'd with summer sea Where I will heal me of my grievous wound
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