GALLANT & CHIVALROUS KNIGHTS

A bow-shot from her bower-eaves,
He rode between the barley-sheaves,
The sun came dazzling thro’ the leaves,
And flamed upon the brazen greaves
Of bold Sir Lancelot.
A red-cross knight for ever kneel’d
To a lady in his shield,
That sparkled on the yellow field,
Beside remote Shalott.
(Tennyson- from The Lady of Shalott)

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Sleeping Betty
(Prince Charles as the knight!)

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The chivalrous chevalier of the chateau of Chenonceau
Chose cherries for the chambermaid who
Challenged the chastity of the chaplain of Chartres

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City Lights