Lady Godiva

 
 
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{image of old Coventry Cathedral}
 
 
 
 
 
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Then she rode back, clothed
on with chastity.
And one low churl, compact
of thankless earth: peep'd:
But his eyes, before they
had their will, were shrivell'd
into darkness in his head.
And all at once, the twelve
great shocks of sound,
The shameless noon was
clash'd and hammer'd from
a hundred towers.
But even then she gain'd her
bower; whence reissuing,
Robed and crown'd, she took
the tax away, and built
herself an everlasting name.
                              Tennyson