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And though she lay dark in the pool； she knew
That all was bright； that all about were birds
Of sunny plume in gilded trellis…work；
That all the turf was rich in plots that looked
Each like a garnet or a turkis in it；
And lords and ladies of the high court went
In silver tissue talking things of state；
And children of the King in cloth of gold
Glanced at the doors or gamboled down the walks；
And while she thought 'They will not see me；' came
A stately queen whose name was Guinevere；
And all the children in their cloth of gold
Ran to her； crying； 'If we have fish at all
Let them be gold； and charge the gardeners now
To pick the faded creature from the pool；
And cast it on the mixen that it die。'
And therewithal one came and seized on her；
And Enid started waking； with her heart
All overshadowed by the foolish dream；
And lo！ it was her mother grasping her
To get her well awake； and in her hand
A suit of bright apparel； which she laid
Flat on the couch； and spoke exultingly：
'See here； my child； how fresh the colours look；
How fast they hold like colours of a shell
That keeps the wear and polish of the wave。
Why not？ It never yet was worn； I trow：
Look on it； child； and tell me if ye know it。'
And Enid looked； but all confused at first；
Could scarce divide it from her foolish dream：
Then suddenly she knew it and rejoiced；
And answered； 'Yea； I know it； your good gift；
So sadly lost on that unhappy night；
Your own good gift！' 'Yea； surely；' said the dame；
'And gladly given again this happy morn。
For when the jousts were ended yesterday；
Went Yniol through the town； and everywhere
He found the sack and plunder of our house
All scattered through the houses of the town；
And gave command that all which once was ours
Should now be ours again： and yester…eve；
While ye were talking sweetly with your Prince；
Came one with this and laid it in my hand；
For love or fear； or seeking favour of us；
Because we have our earldom back again。
And yester…eve I would not tell you of it；
But kept it for a sweet surprise at morn。
Yea； truly is it not a sweet surprise？
For I myself unwillingly have worn
My faded suit； as you； my child； have yours；
And howsoever patient； Yniol his。
Ah； dear； he took me from a goodly house；
With store of rich apparel； sumptuous fare；
And page； and maid； and squire； and seneschal；
And pastime both of hawk and hound； and all
That appertains to noble maintenance。
Yea； and he brought me to a goodly house；
But since our fortune swerved from sun to shade；
And all through that young traitor； cruel need
Constrained us； but a better time has come；
So clothe yourself in this； that better fits
Our mended fortunes and a Prince's bride：
For though ye won the prize of fairest fair；
And though I heard him call you fairest fair；
Let never maiden think； however fair；
She is not fairer in new clothes than old。
And should some great court…lady say； the Prince
Hath picked a ragged…robin from the hedge；
And like a madman brought her to the court；
Then were ye shamed； and； worse； might shame the Prince
To whom we are beholden； but I know；
That when my dear child is set forth at her best；
That neither court nor country； though they sought
Through all the provinces like those of old
That lighted on Queen Esther； has her match。'
Here ceased the kindly mother out of breath；
And Enid listened brightening as she lay；
Then； as the white and glittering star of morn
Parts from a bank of snow； and by and by
Slips into golden cloud； the maiden rose；
And left her maiden couch； and robed herself；
Helped by the mother's careful hand and eye；
Without a mirror； in the gorgeous gown；
Who； after； turned her daughter round； and said；
She never yet had seen her half so fair；
And called her like that maiden in the tale；
Whom Gwydion made by glamour out of flowers
And sweeter than the bride of Cassivelaun；
Flur； for whose love the Roman Caesar first
Invaded Britain； 'But we beat him back；
As this great Prince invaded us； and we；
Not beat him back； but welcomed him with joy
And I can scarcely ride with you to court；
For old am I； and rough the ways and wild；
But Yniol goes； and I full oft shall dream
I see my princess as I see her now；
Clothed with my gift； and gay among the gay。'
But while the women thus rejoiced； Geraint
Woke where he slept in the high hall； and called
For Enid； and when Yniol made report
Of that good mother making Enid gay
In such apparel as might well beseem
His princess； or indeed the stately Queen；
He answered： 'Earl； entreat her by my love；
Albeit I give no reason but my wish；
That she ride with me in her faded silk。'
Yniol with that hard message went； it fell
Like flaws in summer laying lusty corn：
For Enid； all abashed she knew not why；
Dared not to glance at her good mother's face；
But silently； in all obedience；
Her mother silent too； nor helping her；
Laid from her limbs the costly…broidered gift；
And robed them in her ancient suit again；
And so descended。 Never man rejoiced
More than Geraint to greet her thus attired；
And glancing all at once as keenly at her
As careful robins eye the delver's toil；
Made her cheek burn and either eyelid fall；
But rested with her sweet face satisfied；
Then seeing cloud upon the mother's brow；
Her by both hands she caught； and sweetly said；
'O my new mother； be not wroth or grieved
At thy new son； for my petition to her。
When late I left Caerleon； our great Queen；
In words whose echo lasts； they were so sweet；
Made promise； that whatever bride I brought；
Herself would clothe her like the sun in Heaven。
Thereafter； when I reached this ruined hall；
Beholding one so bright in dark estate；
I vowed that could I gain her； our fair Queen；
No hand but hers； should make your Enid burst
Sunlike from cloudand likewise thought perhaps；
That service done so graciously would bind
The two together； fain I would the two
Should love each other： how can Enid find
A nobler friend？ Another thought was mine；
I came among you here so suddenly；
That though her gentle presence at the lists
Might well have served for proof that I was loved；
I doubted whether daughter's tenderness；
Or easy nature； might not let itself
Be moulded by your wishes for her weal；
Or whether some false sense in her own self
Of my contrasting brightness； overbore
Her fancy dwelling in this dusky hall；
And such a sense might make her long for court
And all its perilous glories： and I thought；
That could I someway prove such force in her
Linked with such love for me； that at a word
（No reason given her） she could cast aside
A splendour dear to women； new to her；
And therefore dearer； or if not so new；
Yet therefore tenfold dearer by the power
Of intermitted usage； then I felt
That I could rest； a rock in ebbs and flows；
Fixt on her faith。 Now； therefore； I do rest；
A prophet certain of my prophecy；
That never shadow of mistrust can cross
Between us。 Grant me pardon for my thoughts：
And for my strange petition I will make
Amends hereafter by some gaudy…day；
When your fair child shall wear your costly gift
Beside your own warm hearth； with； on her knees；
Who knows？ another gift of the high God；
Which； maybe； shall have learned to lisp you thanks。'
He spoke： the mother smiled； but half in tears；
Then brought a mantle down and wrapt her in it；
And claspt and kissed her； and they rode away。
Now thrice that morning Guinevere had climbed
The giant tower； from whose high crest； they say；
Men saw the goodly hills of Somerset；
And white sails flying on the yellow sea；
But not to goodly hill or yellow sea
Looked the fair Queen； but up the vale of Usk；
By the flat meadow； till she saw them come；
And then descending met them at the gates；
Embraced her with all welcome as a friend；
And did her honour as the Prince's bride；
And clothed her for her bridals like the sun；
And all that week was old Caerleon gay；
For by the hands of Dubric； the high saint；
They twain were wedded with all ceremony。
And this was on the last year's Whitsuntide。
But Enid ever kept the faded silk；
Remembering how first he came on her；
Drest in that dress； and how he loved her in it；
And all her foolish fears about the dress；
And all his journey toward her； as himself
Had told her； and their coming to the court。
And now this morning when he said to her；
'Put on your worst and meanest dress；' she found
And took it； and arrayed herself therein。
Geraint and Enid
O purblind race of miserable men；
How many among us at this very hour
Do forge a life…long trouble for ourselves；
By taking true for false； or false for true；
Here； through the feeble twilight of this world
Groping； how many； until we pass and reach
That other； where we see as we are seen！
So fared it with Geraint； who issuing forth
That morning； when they both had got to horse；
Perhaps because he loved her passionately；
And felt that tempest brooding round his heart；
Which； if he spoke at all； would break perforce
Upon a head so dear in thunder； said：
'Not at my side。 I charge thee ride before；
Ever a good way on before； and this
I charge thee； on thy duty as a wife；
Whatever