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I shall have a son

Out of Cornwall shall he come

That shall be a wild boar

Bristled with steel

A man most brave and noble in thought

Thou shall kneel for him

For every man shall humble in front of our lord

I stood upon the sand of the sea

And the great wind told me to carry on

He shall once know the secret of Holy Grail

And so was the coronation made

And there was he

Sworn unto his lords and the commons

To be true king