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Dagonet, the fool, whom Gawain in his mood / Had made mock-knight of Arthur's Table Round, / At Camelot, high above the yellowing woods, / Danced like a withered leaf before the hall.
And toward him from the hall, with harp in hand, / And from the crown thereof a carcanet / Of ruby swaying to and fro, the prize / Of Tristram in the jousts of yesterday, / Came Tristram, saying, "Why skip ye so, Sir Fool?"