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No man has known you for the man you were
before you saw whatever it was you saw.
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Created on 2013-01-19 06:15:15 (#1948736), last updated 2013-02-25 (634 weeks ago)
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| Name: | The Ill-Made Knight |
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| Location: | Camelot, United Kingdom |
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The way that we have gone so long together
has underneath our feet, without our will,
become a twofold faring. Yours, I trust,
may lead you always on, as it has led you,
to praise and to much joy. Mine, I believe,
leads off to battles that are not yet fought,
and to the Light that once had blinded me.
When I came back from seeing what I saw,
I saw no place for me in Camelot.
There is no place for me in Camelot.
There is no place for me save where the Light
may lead me; and to that place I shall go.
Lancelot, E. Robinson
...
For he comes, the human child, to the waters and the wild
with a faery, hand in hand,
from a world more full of weeping than he can understand.
The Stolen Child, W.B. Yeats
...
All in the blue unclouded weather
Thick-jewell'd shone the saddle-leather,
The helmet and the helmet-feather
Burn'd like one burning flame together,
As he rode down to Camelot.
As often thro' the purple night,
Below the starry clusters bright,
Some bearded meteor, trailing light,
Moves over still Shalott.
His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd;
On burnish'd hooves his war-horse trode;
From underneath his helmet flow'd
His coal-black curls as on he rode,
As he rode down to Camelot.
From the bank and from the river
He flash'd into the crystal mirror,
"Tirra lirra," by the river
Sang Sir Lancelot.
The Lady of Shalott, Alfred Lord Tennyson
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King of Swamp Castle: You only killed the bride's father, you know.
Sir Lancelot: Well, I didn't mean to.
King of Swamp Castle: Didn't mean to? You put your sword right through his head!
Sir Lancelot: Oh dear... is he all right?
Monty Python and the Holy Grail
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I was born with the Charm of Innocence on my back like a cross,
thorns upon my forehead-- 'round my neck I wore it:
sometimes a rabbit's claw, sometimes an albatross.
I thought it would end with the first obscene phone call, the second professional kill.
But somehow detached from my actual behavior, this innocence burdens me still.
The Charm of Innocence, Momus
...
Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir,
I have tried in my way to be free.
Like a worm on a hook, like a knight from some old fashioned book,
I have saved all my ribbons for thee.
If I, if I have been unkind-- I hope that you can just let it go by.
If I, if I have been untrue-- I hope you know it was never to you.
Like a baby, stillborn, like a beast with his horn,
I have torn everyone who reached out for me.
But I swear by this song, and by all that I have done wrong,
I will make it all up to thee.
Bird on a Wire, Leonard Cohen
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Icon Keywords are taken from The False Knight Upon the Road, Child ballad 3, Roud 20 - The Stolen Child, by W.B. Yeats -
Lancelot, E. Robinson - The Lady of Shalott, Alfred Lord Tennyson - The Charm of Innocence, Momus - Bird on a Wire, Leonard Cohen
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Caveat Lector: this journal is a role-playing account established for Sir Lancelot/Berserker from the series Fate/Zero.
...
The way that we have gone so long together
has underneath our feet, without our will,
become a twofold faring. Yours, I trust,
may lead you always on, as it has led you,
to praise and to much joy. Mine, I believe,
leads off to battles that are not yet fought,
and to the Light that once had blinded me.
When I came back from seeing what I saw,
I saw no place for me in Camelot.
There is no place for me in Camelot.
There is no place for me save where the Light
may lead me; and to that place I shall go.
Lancelot, E. Robinson
...
For he comes, the human child, to the waters and the wild
with a faery, hand in hand,
from a world more full of weeping than he can understand.
The Stolen Child, W.B. Yeats
...
All in the blue unclouded weather
Thick-jewell'd shone the saddle-leather,
The helmet and the helmet-feather
Burn'd like one burning flame together,
As he rode down to Camelot.
As often thro' the purple night,
Below the starry clusters bright,
Some bearded meteor, trailing light,
Moves over still Shalott.
His broad clear brow in sunlight glow'd;
On burnish'd hooves his war-horse trode;
From underneath his helmet flow'd
His coal-black curls as on he rode,
As he rode down to Camelot.
From the bank and from the river
He flash'd into the crystal mirror,
"Tirra lirra," by the river
Sang Sir Lancelot.
The Lady of Shalott, Alfred Lord Tennyson
...
King of Swamp Castle: You only killed the bride's father, you know.
Sir Lancelot: Well, I didn't mean to.
King of Swamp Castle: Didn't mean to? You put your sword right through his head!
Sir Lancelot: Oh dear... is he all right?
Monty Python and the Holy Grail
...
I was born with the Charm of Innocence on my back like a cross,
thorns upon my forehead-- 'round my neck I wore it:
sometimes a rabbit's claw, sometimes an albatross.
I thought it would end with the first obscene phone call, the second professional kill.
But somehow detached from my actual behavior, this innocence burdens me still.
The Charm of Innocence, Momus
...
Like a bird on the wire, like a drunk in a midnight choir,
I have tried in my way to be free.
Like a worm on a hook, like a knight from some old fashioned book,
I have saved all my ribbons for thee.
If I, if I have been unkind-- I hope that you can just let it go by.
If I, if I have been untrue-- I hope you know it was never to you.
Like a baby, stillborn, like a beast with his horn,
I have torn everyone who reached out for me.
But I swear by this song, and by all that I have done wrong,
I will make it all up to thee.
Bird on a Wire, Leonard Cohen
...
Icon Keywords are taken from The False Knight Upon the Road, Child ballad 3, Roud 20 - The Stolen Child, by W.B. Yeats -
Lancelot, E. Robinson - The Lady of Shalott, Alfred Lord Tennyson - The Charm of Innocence, Momus - Bird on a Wire, Leonard Cohen
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Caveat Lector: this journal is a role-playing account established for Sir Lancelot/Berserker from the series Fate/Zero.
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