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That story which the bold Sir Bedivere, / First made and latest left of all the knights, / Told, when the man was no more than a voice / In the white winter of his age, to those / With whom he dwelt, new faces, other minds.
For on their march to westward, Bedivere, / Who slowly paced among the slumbering host, / Heard in his tent the moanings of the King: