Heather Dale - The trial of lancelot

King^C Arthur's knights they^F filled the table^G round, Save for ^Fone who stood bef^Gore them. For ^Conce without a ^Gweapon, For ^Fonce he stood i^Gn shame. The ^Ctrial's charge was ^Ftreason, And ^Dmbetrayal of an o^Gath. And ^Cshould his guilt be ^Fproven, Death would ^Dmfall on traitors^G both. C F G The knights would counsel Arthur's hard decision.

And ^CLancelot, his head held high ^Fsaid, "I'm tried ^Dmfor love ^Gof Guinevere. My crime was ^Clove."

The ^Cfirst to speak was Ka^Fy with sharpest t^Gongue: "He ^Fis a man like^G any other. The w^Cord of Kings co^Gmmand him, His ^Fheart does not ^Gobey. For ^Call his strength an^Fd boldness, This ^Dmknight's spirit is too ^Fweak. His ^Ccrime has no ex^Fcuses, And no ^Dmfavours may he s^Geek. The ^Claws of Kings don't ^Fbend and can't be ^Gbroken."

And ^CLancelot, his head held high ^Fsaid, "I stand ^Dmfor love ^Gof Guinevere. For pride in ^Clove."

&quo^Ct;I know this knight ^Fright well,"^G spoke bold Gawain, "And he ^Fhas ever stoo^Gd beside me. With ^Csteel he's answered i^Gnsults, Defe^Fnded chival^Gry. And ^Coft this man conten^Fded For t^Dmhe honour of your wi^Ffe. His ^Cactions were not pr^Foper, But should ^Dmnot cost him his li^Gfe. His ^Cservice past should ^Fearn of you some m^Gercy."

And ^CLancelot his head held high s^Faid, "I fought^Dm for love^G of Guinevere. I'll fight for l^Cove."

Sir T^Cristan spoke, "^F;I love my uncle's wi^Gfe. For h^Cer I gladly su^Fffer, She is my heart's de^Glight. Isol^Fde, the one who te^Cmpts me, And ^Fshe for whom I'm p^Gure. My l^Fove for her confo^Cunds me, And is a^Dmll of which I'm su^Gre. I un^Cderstand my bro^Fther's contrad^Gictions."

And ^CLancelot, his head held high ^Fsaid, "I cry ^Dmmy love for G^Guinevere. I've cried for l^Cove."

Spoke G^Calahad, the pu^Frest of them a^Gll: "Have ^Fno fear of pr^Gedilection. For t^Chough he is my fa^Gther, He i^Fs my source of s^Ghame. He j^Coined in sinful uni^Fon With my u^Dmnbeguiling mo^Fther. And for a^Cll his claim at vir^Ftue, He has go^Dmne and bed ano^Gther. The l^Caws of God decl^Fare this act damn^Gation."

And ^CLancelot, his head held high ^Fsaid, "I lie ^Dmin love wi^Gth Guinevere. I've lied for lo^Cve."

As Art^Chur wept, he c^Falled the wrath of h^Geaven On the lo^Fvers who'd betr^Gayed him. On the kn^Cight he had called 'b^Grother' Thought wo^Frthy of his tr^Gust. On the qu^Ceen who'd hid de^Fception, Yet could s^Dmay she loved him sti^Fll. For lost ^Cinnocence and b^Feauty, And in ju^Dmstice for their g^Guilt. King ^CArthur knew the o^Fnly price for tre^Gason.

And ^CLancelot, his head held high ^Fsaid, "I'll die^Dm in love w^Gith Guinevere. I'd die for lov^Ce."