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De Troyes
von Eschenbach
Spicer on Percival


No visible means of support
The Grail De Troyes
von Eschenbach
hung there like june-berries in October or something
      I had felt and forgotten
There was a palace and an ocean I was in
A ship that cast its water on the tide
A grail, a real grail. De Troyes
von Eschenbach
The grail hung there with the seaguls circling round it and the
      pain of my existence soothed
"Fool," they sang in voices more like angels watching

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