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He wrought in poverty, the dull grey days,
But with the night his little lamp-lit room
Was bright with battle flame, or through a haze
Of smoke that stung his eyes he heard the boom...

"What I spent I had; what I saved, I lost; what I gave, I have."


But yesterday the tourney, all the eager joy of life,
The waving of the banners, and the rattle of the spears,...

"What I spent I had; what I saved, I lost; what I gave, I have."

But yesterday the tourney, all the eager joy of life,
The waving of the banners, and the rattle of the spears,...