Glastonbury Tor

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Glastonbury Tor, where I like to believe King Arthur and his Knights of the Round Table lie peacefully in a magical slumber awaiting the day that Albion needs them to rise again.

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Avalon

Avalon

“I am going a long way
With these thou seëst—if indeed I go
(For all my mind is clouded with a doubt)—
To the island-valley of Avilion;
Where falls not hail, or rain, or any snow,
Nor ever wind blows loudly; but it lies
Deep-meadow’d, happy, fair with orchard lawns
And bowery hollows crown’d with summer sea,
Where I will heal me of my grievous wound.”

Excerpt from Alfred, Lord Tennyson’s epic Idylls of the King