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7782	Tennyson, Alfred Tennyson, Baron	The Last Tournament			.txt	text/plain	6304	523	96	Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, Came Tristram, saying, "Why skip ye so, Sir Fool?" Isolt the White--Sir Tristram of the Woods-Then Tristram saying, "Why skip ye so, Sir Fool?" And little Dagonet, skipping, "Arthur, the king's; For when thou playest that air with Queen Isolt, Thou makest broken music with thy bride, Sir Fool," said Tristram, "I would break thy head. Not marking how the knighthood mock thee, fool-'Fear God: honor the king--his one true knight-And thank the Lord I am King Arthur's fool. And Tristram, "Ay, Sir Fool, for when our King "Nay, fool," said Tristram, "not in open day." Till Mark her lord had past, the Cornish king, art thou not that eunuch-hearted King Art thou King?--Look to thy life!" Let be thy Mark, seeing he is not thine." "'May God be with thee, sweet, when thou art old,	./cache/7782.txt	./txt/7782.txt