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Re: This is a narrative poem...

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BlackDino73

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Date Posted: 15:56:08 10/16/01 Tue
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In reply to: Shadowblade 's message, "Re: This is a narrative poem..." on 19:07:10 10/06/01 Sat

"Misstress, You honor me with your words," BlackDino says. "I was leaning towards something that would honor the memory of one of the greatest warriors of our era. I am currently reading a heardcopy of a piece of human liturature called Sir Gawain and the Green Knight. Though my instructor pronounces it 'gow-wan' and not 'gah-wayne', as I first presumed it to be. any way, a green(literally) knight comes to King Arthur's castle on the eve of Christmastide, seeking a yuletide game. He challenges Arthur to take the green knight's axe and remove his head with it, but a knight of lesser fame volunteers to do it for his lord and uncle Arthur. Gawain in turn cuts the green knight's(who is yet to tell his name) head from his shoulders...but the body does not topple. Magic is said to flow in the man's veins as the corpse picks up its own head, and tells Gawain where to find him to give him his blow in turn for not killing the green knight.
Some men would have run away, frightened at the wicked foreboding this incurred. But Gawain stood steadfastedly with passiveness and acceptance. He was to die, but he would do so without fear or anger, but with acceptance as I said earlier. He, my lady was truly a noble human if there ever was one."

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Re: This is a narrative poem...	beth	17:43:46 10/18/03 Sat