Motion Picture Story Magazine (Feb-Jul 1911)

Record Details:

Title:
Motion Picture Story Magazine
Date:
Feb-Jul 1911
Publisher:
The Motion Picture Story Publishing Co.
Volume:
The Motion Picture Story Magazine (Feb-Jul 1911)
Leaf #:
000106
Language:
English
Collection:
Early Cinema, Hollywood Studio System, and Fan Magazines
Format:
Periodicals
Contributor:
Library of Congress, MBRS, Moving Image Section
Sponsor:
Library of Congress, Motion Picture, Broadcasting and Recorded Sound Division
Coordinator:
Media History Digital Library
Description:
Date Added:
January 11, 2024
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96 THE MOTION PICTURE STORY MAGAZINE LANCELOT GRIEVES AT ELAINE'S BIER. For what am I? what profits me my name Of greatest knight ? I fought for it, and have it : Pleasure to have it, none; to lose it, pain; Now grown a part of me : but what use in it ? To make men worse by making my sin known? Or sin seem less, the sinner seeming great? Alas for Arthur's greatest knight, a man Not after Arthur's heart! I needs must break These bonds that so defame me: not without She wills it: if she will'd it? nay, Who knows? But if I would not, then may God I pray him, send a sudden Angel down To seize me by the hair and bear me far, And fling me deep in that forgotten mere, Among the tumbled fragments of the hills."