Now choose one cloth for ever; which they be,
I will not tell you, you must somehow tell
Of your own strength and mightiness; here, see!'
* * * * * * *
After a shivering half-hour you said;
'God help! heaven's colour, the blue'; and he said, 'hell.'
Perhaps you would roll upon your bed,
And cry to all good men that loved you well,
'Ah, Christ! if only I had known, known, known ...'"
William Morris: The Defence of Guenevere.