THE CHAPEL IN LYONESS
THE CHAPEL IN LYONESS
Sir Ozana le cure Hardy. Sir Galahad.
Sir Bors de Ganys.
Sir Ozana.
ALL day long and every day,
From Christmas-Eve to Whit-Sunday,
Within that Chapel-aisle I lay,
And no man came a-near.
Naked to the waist was I,
And deep within my breast did lie,
Though no man any blood could spy,
The truncheon of a spear.