Gawaine & Ragnell

The Weddyng of Sr Gawaine & Dame Ragnell plays
in my memory; story’s for life’s rehearsal, some say.
The loathly lady translates into the soul; we’re wishing,
our way to beauty, marriage, heaven-hell reconciling,
if we will. “List a while to my spell,” the tale commences
into Arthur’s quest for truth, the flower of chivalry is . . .
The record spins romance, power, and all that must be
surrendered. So harken, kneel, this way to sovereignty.

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