...again ? That I will, and happy, and let people say what they will. I am like Sir Galahad, you know ; ' my strength is as the strength of ten, because my heart is as pure,' pure at least from the sin of envying another man his success. Bye-bye, Mrs. Grantley; come...

...again J That I will, and happy, and let people say what they will. I am like Sir Galahad, you know ; ' my strength is as the strength of ten, because my heart is as pure,' pure at least from the sin of envying another man his success. Bye-bye, Mrs. Grantley; come...

...Free Lance (Boulanger). " Mr good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thruste th sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure. Ahem ! No Tennysonian knight Am I ; yet 'twere not bad, With matters in their present plight,...

...his bride ! SIR GALAHAD. i. MY good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure. The shattering trumpet shrilleth high, The hard brands shiver on the steel, The splintered spear-shafts...

...which we have had occasion once already to refer. This is the same Sir Galahad who says and feels — " My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure ;" — this is the "just and faithful knight of God," doing frequent and perilous battle, and...

...his bride ! SIR GALAHAD. i. MY good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure. The shattering trumpet shrilleth high, The hard brands shiver on the steel, The splinter'd spear-shafts...

...with his bride ! SIR GALAHAD. MY good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure. The shattering trumpet shrilleth high, The hard brands shiver on the steel, The splinter'd spear-shafts...

...were dead I" SIR GALAHAD. Мт good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrueteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure. The shattering trumpet ehrillcth high, The hard brands shiver on the steel, The splinter'd spear-shafts...

...I were dead !" SIR GALAHAD. Mr good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pare. The shattering trumpet shrilleth high, The hard brands shiver on the steel, The splinter'd spear-shafts...

...his bride ! SIR GALAHAD. I. Mr good blade carves the casques of men, My tough lance thrusteth sure, My strength is as the strength of ten, Because my heart is pure. The shattering trumpet shrilleth high, The hard brands shiver on the steel, The splintered spear-shafts...