Lancelot/Introduction

Oh Those Silly Unicorns

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"A bow-shot from her bower-eaves,
He rode between the barley-sheaves,
The sun came dazzling through the leaves,
And flamed upon the brazen greaves.
Of bold Sir Lancelot.
A red-cross knight forever kneeled,
To a lady in his shield,
That sparkled on the yellow field,
Beside remote Shalott."

~ Tennyson

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