King Arthur ( Recited by Alan Rickman)
Idylls of the King The Passing of Arthur: But, as he walked, King Arthur panted hard, Like one that feels a nightmare on his bed When all the house is mute. So sighed the King, Muttering and murmuring at his ear, Quick, quick I fear it is too late, and I shall But the other swiftly strode from ridge to ridge, Clothed with his breath, and looking, as he walked, Larger than human on the frozen hills. He heard the deep behind him, and
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