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Guinevere of the royal court of Arthur |
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Draped in white velvet, silk, and lace |
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The rustle of her gown on the marble staircase |
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Sparkles on fingers slender and pale. |
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The jester he sleeps, but the raven he peeps |
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Through the dark foreboding skies of the royal domain. |
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Maroon-coloured wine from the vineyards of Charlemagne |
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Is sipped by the queen's lips and so gently. |
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Indigo eyes in the flickering candlelight |
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Such is the silence of royal Camelot. |
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The jester he sleeps but the raven he peeps |
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Through the dark foreboding skies of the royal domain. |
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Guinevere of the royal court of Arthur |
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Draped in white velvet, silk, and lace |
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The rustle of the gown on the marble staircase |
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Sparkles on fingers both slender and pale. |