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…nt and the king. There he works many a miracle: The blind see, and the cripples walk; Lepers grow clean ; sick folk grow well ; The deaf men hear, the dumb men talk. He casts out devils with a word; Circleth his wand, and dead men rise. No such a wonder hath been heard Since Christ our God’s sweet sacrifice. “Now, by the glad blood of our Lord!” Quoth Palamede, “ my heart is light. I am the chosen harpsichord Whereon God playeth ; the perfect knight,
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…n joined Maitrananda. During the month of February he journeyed through the districts about Rangoon visiting many sacred cities and holy men, practising Dhdaran4 on Maitri Bhavana (Compassion) and taking his refuge in Triratna. (The triple jewel of Buddhism- Buddha, Dhamma and Sangha.) On the 14th of February he visited Lamma Sayadaw Kyoung and Bhikkhu Ananda Metteyya, and on the 23rd shipped by S.S. Kapurthala from Rangoon to Calcutta, arriving there on the 26th. For the first three months of 1902 no record was kept by P. of his meditations an…
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…h ; And on his life the hinges swing That close the door of chivalry. *Sblood! shall it sink, and rise no more, That blaze of Time, when men were men? That is thy question, warrior Sir Palamede the Saracen ! II
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SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT Thou hast lied. I am the chosen knight To slay the Questing Beast for men ; I am the loyal son of light, Sir Palamede the Saracen ! Thou wast the subtlest fiend that yet Hath crossed my path. To say thee nay I dare not, but my sword is wet With thy knave’s blood, and with thy clay Fouled! Dost thou think to resurrect? O sweet Lord Christ that savest men! From all such fiends do thou protect Me, Palamede the Saracen!” 101
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XXVI Srr PaLaMEDE the Saracen Hath gotten him a swift canoe, Paddled by stalwart South Sea men. They cleave the oily breasts of blue, Straining toward the westering disk Of the tall sun; they battle through Those weary days; the wind is brisk; The stars are clear; the moon is high. Now, even as a white basilisk That slayeth all men with his eye, Stands up before them tapering The cone of speechless sanctity. Up, up its slopes the pilgrims swing, Chanting their pagan gramarye Unto the dread volcano-king. “ Now, then, by Goddes reed!” quod he, “ …
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…ede the Saracen Within its hermitage may hold. At last he cometh to a den Perched high upon the savage scaur, Remote from every haunt of men, From every haunt of life afar. There doth he find Sir Palamede Sitting as steadfast as a star. Scarcely he knew the knight indeed, For he was compassed in a beard White as the streams of snow that feed The lake of Gods and men revered That sitteth upon Caucasus. So muttered he a darkling weird,
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I Sir PaLaMEDE the Saracen Rode by the marge of many a sea: He had slain a thousand evil men And set a thousand ladies free. Armed to the teeth, the glittering knight Galloped along the sounding shore, His silver arms one lake of light, Their clash one symphony of war. How still the blue enamoured sea Lay in the blaze of Syria’s noon! The eternal roll eternally Beat out its monotonic tune. Sir Palamede the Saracen A dreadful vision here espied, A sight abhorred of gods and men, Between the limits of the tide. The dead man’s tongue was torn away…
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…then All Heaven resounded that it knew Sir Palamede the Saracen Was master! Through the domes of death, Through all the mighty realms of men And spirits breathed the Beauteous Breath : They taste the Goodly Gift of Grace. —Now ’tis the chronicler that saith: Our Saviour grant in little space That also I, even I, be blest Thus, though so evil is my case— Let them that read my rime attest The same sweet unction in my pen— That writes in pure blood of my breast; For that I figure unto men The story of my proper quest As thine, first Eastern in the…
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26 SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT The seamen to his stinging whip. Accurs’d of God, despising men, Thy reckless oars in ocean dip, Sir Palamede the Saracen!
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SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT O thou most desperate dupe that Hell’s Malice can make of mortal men! Meddle no more with magick spells, Sir Palamede the Saracen! 75
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14 SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT Sir Palamede the Saracen Rides like a centaur mad with war; He sabres many a million men, And tramples many a million more! Before him lies the untravelled land Where never a human soul is known, A desert by a wizard banned, A soulless wilderness of stone. Nor grass, nor corn, delight the vales ; Nor beast, nor bird, span space. Immense, Black rain, grey mist, white wrath of gales, Fill the dread armoury of sense. Nor shines the sun; nor moon, nor star Their subtle light at all display ; Nor day, nor night, …
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…ps of Heaven a-playing, There came a solemn voice (not one But was upon his knees in praying And glorifying God). The Son Of God Himself—men thought—spoke then. “ Arise! brave soldier, thou hast won The quest not given to mortal men. Arise! Sir Palamede Adept, Christian, and no more Saracen ! On wake or sleeping, wise, inept, Still thou didst seek. Those foolish ways On which thy folly stumbled, leapt, All led to the one goal. Now praise Thy Lord that He hath brought thee through To win the quest!” The good knight lays
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34 SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT He was so sick and ill at ease And hot against his fellow men, He thought to end his purpose then— Nay! let him seek new lands and seas, Sir Palamede the Saracen !
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…in : “Who wins the spur shall ply the spur Upon his proper heart and brain.” He gave the sign of malison On traitor knights and perjured men ; And ever by the sea rode on Sir Palamede the Saracen.
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…t, His face like Christ's? What glory stirs The air around him, do ye wot ? Sir Arthur arms him, makes array Of seven times ten thousand men, And bids them follow and obey Sir Palamede the Saracen. 17
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… hounds Are in its belly as it bounds! Full sick at heart, I ween, was then The loyal knight, the weak of wit, The butt of lewd and puny men, Sir Palamede the Saracen. 37
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SIR PALAMEDES, THE SARACEN KNIGHT Us marsh-lights to forget the sun? There is one man of mortal men Worthy to win this benison, Sir Palamede the Saracen.” Then went the applauding murmur round : Sir Lancelot girt him there and then To ride to that enchanted ground Where amid timeless snows the den Of Palamedes might be found. 21
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…ering bold, Disdaining song and dalliance soft, Seeking one purpose to behold, And holding ever that aloft, Nor fearing God, nor heeding men. So thus his hermit habit doffed Sir Palamede the Saracen.
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…od knight Proven in many a foughten fight, Flees like a felon in the night! Ay! this thy quest is past the ken Of thee and of all mortal men, Sir Palamede the Saracen !
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…ilded halls, confessed A recreant! Achieved or not, This task hath earned a foison—rest. In Caerlon and Camelot Let me embrace my fellow-men ! To buss the wenches, pass the pot, Is now the enviable lot Of Palamede the Saracen!”