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 Said I, 'When this great Merlin conies to me, My task and avocation for some time Will be to make him willing, if I can, To teach and feed me with an ounce of wisdom.' For I have eaten to an empty shell, After a weary feast of observation Among the glories of a tinsel world That had for me no glory till you came, A life that is no life. Would you go back To Camelot?" Merlin shook his head again, And the two smiled together in the sunset. They moved along in silence to the door, Where Merlin said : "Of your three hundred here There is but one I know, and him I favor; I mean the stately one who shakes the keys Of that most evil sounding gate of yours, Which has a clang as if it shut forever." "If there be need, I'll shut the gate myself," She said. "And you like Blaise? Then you shall have him. He was not born to serve, but serve he must, It seems, and be enamoured of my shadow. He cherishes the taint of some high folly That haunts him with a name he cannot know, And I could fear his wits are paying for it. Forgive his tongue, and humor it a little." "I knew another one whose name was Blaise," He said; and she said lightly, "Well, what of it?" "And he was nigh the learnedest of hermits ; His home was far away from everywhere, And he was all alone there when he died." "Now be a pleasant Merlin," Vivian said, Patting his arm, "and have no more of that; For I'll not hear of dead men far away, Or dead men anywhere this afternoon.