HART-LEAP WELL
i Knight had ridden down from Wensley Moor
ti the slow motion of a summer's cloud,
i now, as he approached a vassal's door,
ing forth another horse ! " he cried aloud.
aother horse ! "—That shout the vassal heard
I saddled his best steed, a comely grey ;
Walter mounted him ; he was the third
ich he had mounted on that glorious day.
sparkled in the prancing courser's eyes ;
: horse and horseman are a happy pair ; 10
, though Sir Walter like a falcon flies,
:re is a doleful silence in the air.
Dut this morning left Sir Walter's hall,
it as they galloped made the echoes roar ;
horse and man are vanished, one and all;
h race, I think, was never seen before,
Walter, restless as a veering wind.
Is to the few tired dogs that yet remain :
rich, Swift, and Music, noblest of their kind,
low, and up the weary mountain strain. 20
i Knight hallooed, he cheered and chid them on
:h suppliant gestures and upbraidings stern ;
breath and eyesight fail; and, one by one,
* dogs are stretched among the mountain fern.
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