Where can i find a poem written by rosemary sutcliffe?

its from her book, sword at sunset and is call

hic jacet arthurus rex quandam rexque futurus
Where can i find a poem written by rosemary sutcliffe?
Here you go:



"HIC JACET ARTHURUS REX QUONDAM REXQUE FUTURUS



Arthur is gone … Tristram in Careol

Sleeps, with a broken sword – And Yseult sleeps

Beside him, where the Westering Waters roll

Over drowned Lyonesse to the outer deeps

Lancelot is fallen … The ardent helms that shone

So knightly and the splintered lances rust

In the anonymous mould of Avalon:

Gawain and Garath and Galahad – all are dust!



Where do the vanes and towers of Camelot

And tall Tintagel crumble? Where do those tragic

Lovers and their bright eyed ladies rot?

We cannot tell, for lost is Merlin’s magic.



And Guinevere – Call her not back again

Lest she betray the loveliness time lent

A name that blends the rapture and the pain

Linked in the lonely nightingale’s lament



Nor pry too deeply, lest you should discover

The bower of Astolat a smokey hut

Of mud and wattle – find the knightliest lover

A braggart, and his lilymaid a slut;



And all that coloured tale a tapestry

Woven by poets. As the spider’s skeins

Are spun of its own substance, so have they

Embroidered empty legend – What remains?



This: That when Rome fell, like a writhen oak

That age had sapped and cankered at the root,

Resistant, from her topmost bough that broke

The miracle of one unwithering shoot



Which was the spirit of Britain – that certain men

Uncouth, untutored, of our island brood

Loved freedom better than their lives; and when

The tempest crashed around them, rose and stood



And charged into the storm’s black heart, with sword

Lifted, or lance in rest, and rode there helmed

With a strange majesty that the heathen horde

Remembered after all were overwhelmed;



And made of them a legend, to their chief,

Arthur, Ambrosius – no man knows his name –

Granting a gallantry beyond belief

And to his knights imperishable fame.



They were few … We know not in what manner

Or where or when they fell – whether they went

Riding into the dark Christ’s banner

Or died beneath the blood-red dragon of Gwent.



But this we know; that when the Saxon rout

Swept over them, the sun no longer shone

On Britain, and the last lights flickered out;

And men in the darkness murmured: Arthur is gone…"



Francis Brett Young



From the forward of Sword at Sunset by Rosemary Sutcliff



Actually, Ms Sutcliff didn't write it; Francis Brett Young did:

"Hic Jacet Arthurus Rex Quondam Rexque Futurus

Poet : Francis Brett Young

Date : 25 Jan 2004

1stLine: Arthur is gone . . ....

Length : 48

Young, Francis Brett. "Hic Jacet Arthurus Rex Quondam Rexque Futurus." In The Island: A Cavalcade of England. New York: Farrar, Straus and Co., 1944. Pp. 56-57."
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Reply:This is not really a poem - it is the Latin inscription from King Arthur's tomb. "Here lies Arthur, the once and future king'. (not a literal translation, more T. H. White)
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