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Lord Guy

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When swallows Northward flew         Forth from his home did fare         Guy, Lord of Lanturlaire             And Lanturlu.     Swore he to cross the brine,         Pausing not, night nor day,         That he might Paynims slay             In Palestine.     Half a league on his way         Met he a shepherdess         Beaming with loveliness,             Fair as Young Day.     Gazed he in eyes of blue,         Saw love in hiding there         Guy, Lord of Lanturlaire             And Lanturlu.     "Let the foul Paynim wait!"         Plead Love, "and stay with me.         Cruel and cold the sea,             Here's brighter fate."     When swallows Southward flew         Back to his home did fare         Guy, Lord of Lanturlaire             And Lanturlu.     Led he his charger gay         Bearing a shepherdess         Beaming with happiness,             Fair as Young Day.     White lambs, be-ribboned blue,         Tends now with anxious care,         Guy, Lord of Lanturlaire             And Lanturlu.

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