The Punishment
Two haggard shades, in robes of mist,
For longer years than each could tell,
Joined by a stern gyve, wrist with wrist,
Have roamed the courts of hell.
Their blank eyes know each other not;
Their cold hearts hate this union drear ...
Yet one poor ghost was Launcelot,
And one was Guinevere.
For longer years than each could tell,
Joined by a stern gyve, wrist with wrist,
Have roamed the courts of hell.
Their blank eyes know each other not;
Their cold hearts hate this union drear ...
Yet one poor ghost was Launcelot,
And one was Guinevere.
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