prince moriaen’s “blows were so mighty; did a spear fly towards him, to harm him, it troubled him no whit, but he smote it in twain as if it were a reed; naught might endure before him.” of his dress, it says that “his shield and his armour were even those of a moor, and black as a raven.”
by Eric Allaman
(Arthurian legend) the capital of King Arthur’s kingdom; according to the legend, truth and goodness and beauty reigned there; From wordnet.princeton.edu
excalibur. (movie script)
forged when the world was young…
…and bird, and beast, and flower…
…were one with man…
…and death was but a dream.
speak the words.
one land, one king!
that is my peace, cornwall.
if i yield to the sword of power…
…what will you yield?
he has given. now you must.
the land from here to the sea
shall be yours…
…if you enforce the king’s will.
a new beginning for the moorish nation
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