History & Politics
Guendolen
From The Defence of Guenevere and Other Poems
History & Politics
I kiss thee, new-found name! but I will never go:
Your hands need never grip the hammer'd sword again,
But all my golden hair shall ever round you flow,
Between the light and shade from Golden Guendolen.
Afterwards, in the Palace.
Cite this poem
MLA
Morris, William. “Guendolen.” Poetry Codex, poetrycodex.com/poem/morris/112/.
Chicago
Morris, William. “Guendolen.” Poetry Codex. https://poetrycodex.com/poem/morris/112/.
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