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A ship with shields before the sun,
Six maidens round the mast,
A red-gold crown on every one,
A green gown on the last.
The fluttering green banners
Are wrought with ladies' heads most fair,
And a portraiture of
The middle of each sail doth bear.
A ship with sails before the wind,
And round the helm six knights,
Their heaumes are on, whereby, half blind,
They pass by many sights.
The tatter'd scarlet banners
Right soon will leave the spear-heads bare.
Those six knights sorrowfully
In all their heaumes some yellow hair.
William Morris
William Morris (24 March 1834 – 3 October 1896) was a British textile designer, poet, novelist, translator, and socialist activist associated wi
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