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After many years of battle conquests
Arthur swings by on his trusted steed
That place renowned, to which many attest
Another sword drats!!!
.........then remain thee a planted seed
For today, for a kiss a maiden awaits
To be! surely she shouldst be so fine
How, Oh how will she swoon, the Lady Cate
For today she shouldst be mine all mine
When my sonnets written i doth surrender
To fan her heart of sweet summer's ardour
--gillena cox