Arthur
Upon a New Year's day A host of knights did pray That from the anvil one could draw the sword.
As each knight took his turn They found the anvil, held it firm; None worthy of a future King and Lord.
Sir Kay the bravest knight Appeared to try his might He dreamed of being King, as all the rest To Arthur Sir Kay called to search And bring for him a sword In earnest Arthur set about his quest.
A churchyard in the wood
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