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`And, brother, had you known our hall within,
Broader and higher than any in all the lands!
Where twelve great windows blazon Arthur’s wars,
And all the light that falls upon the board
Streams through the twelve great battles of our King.
Nay, one there is, and at the eastern end,
Wealthy with wandering lines of mount and mere,
Where Arthur finds the brand Excalibur.
And also one to the west, and counter to it,
And blank: and who shall blazon it? when and how?–
O there, perchance, when all our wars are done,
The brand Excalibur will be cast away.

`So to this hall full quickly rode the King,
In horror lest the work by Merlin wrought,
Dreamlike, should on the sudden vanish, wrapt
In unremorseful folds of rolling fire.
And in he rode, and up I glanced, and saw
The golden dragon sparkling over all:
And many of those who burnt the hold, their arms
Hacked, and their foreheads grimed with smoke, and seared,
Followed, and in among bright faces, ours,
Full of the vision, prest: and then the King
Spake to me, being nearest, “Percivale,”
(Because the hall was all in tumult–some
Vowing, and some protesting), “what is this?”

`O brother, when I told him what had chanced,
My sister’s vision, and the rest, his face
Darkened, as I have seen it more than once,
When some brave deed seemed to be done in vain,
Darken; and “Woe is me, my knights,” he cried,
“Had I been here, ye had not sworn the vow.”
Bold was mine answer, “Had thyself been here,
My King, thou wouldst have sworn.” “Yea, yea,” said he,
“Art thou so bold and hast not seen the Grail?”

`”Nay, lord, I heard the sound, I saw the light,
But since I did not see the Holy Thing,
I sware a vow to follow it till I saw.”

`Then when he asked us, knight by knight, if any
Had seen it, all their answers were as one:
“Nay, lord, and therefore have we sworn our vows.”

`”Lo now,” said Arthur, “have ye seen a cloud?
What go ye into the wilderness to see?”

`Then Galahad on the sudden, and in a voice
Shrilling along the hall to Arthur, called,
“But I, Sir Arthur, saw the Holy Grail,
I saw the Holy Grail and heard a cry–
`O Galahad, and O Galahad, follow me.'”

`”Ah, Galahad, Galahad,” said the King, “for such
As thou art is the vision, not for these.
Thy holy nun and thou have seen a sign–
Holier is none, my Percivale, than she–
A sign to maim this Order which I made.
But ye, that follow but the leader’s bell”
(Brother, the King was hard upon his knights)
“Taliessin is our fullest throat of song,
And one hath sung and all the dumb will sing.
Lancelot is Lancelot, and hath overborne
Five knights at once, and every younger knight,
Unproven, holds himself as Lancelot,
Till overborne by one, he learns–and ye,
What are ye? Galahads?–no, nor Percivales”
(For thus it pleased the King to range me close
After Sir Galahad); “nay,” said he, “but men
With strength and will to right the wronged, of power
To lay the sudden heads of violence flat,
Knights that in twelve great battles splashed and dyed
The strong White Horse in his own heathen blood–
But one hath seen, and all the blind will see.
Go, since your vows are sacred, being made:
Yet–for ye know the cries of all my realm
Pass through this hall–how often, O my knights,
Your places being vacant at my side,
This chance of noble deeds will come and go
Unchallenged, while ye follow wandering fires
Lost in the quagmire! Many of you, yea most,
Return no more: ye think I show myself
Too dark a prophet: come now, let us meet
The morrow morn once more in one full field
Of gracious pastime, that once more the King,
Before ye leave him for this Quest, may count
The yet-unbroken strength of all his knights,
Rejoicing in that Order which he made.”