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Here, leaning once against the old oak's trunk,

Mordred, for such was the young Templar's name,

Saw Margaret come; unseen, the falcon shrunk

From the meek dove; sharp thrills of tingling flame

Made him forget that he was vowed a monk,

And all the outworks of his pride o'ercame: 190

Flooded he seemed with bright delicious pain,

As if a star had burst within his brain.