is telling--and disturbing. The knights cry out to heaven but are surrounded by degradation. They see only darkness. Why is there no answer? Is belief an illusion? Have the knights sinned? Is King Arthur no better than Sir Modred? This is the kind of mist we live with today--the mist of moral equivalence.
from Christopher Nield: The Epoch Times: The Antidote--Classic Poetry for Modern Life: An extract from "The Idylls of the King" by Tennyson
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