A book of English poetry; ed. by T. Shorter

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PODIB o• CIUIU.O'I'ER., A.1CD ~US. 387


So we were left galloping, Joris and l,
Put Looz and paat Tong~ uo clond in the aky ;
l'be broad aun above laUgb'd a pitllea lauah.
'Neo.th our feet broke the brittle bright etuobl.eUke ohafr:
Till over by Dalhem a domtHipire aprang white,
And "Gallop," gup'd .Toria, •• for A.iJ:: ia In algllt J•


"Ho" they'll greet ua I "-and all in a momaat hia roau,
Roll'd neck and cro11p over, Jay dead u a atooe ;
A.nri there was my Roland to beM" the whole weight
Of the nowe which alone could eave A.ix from her fate,
With his noatrilslik.e pita full of blood to the brim,
And with circles of red for bia eye-eooket8' r im.


Then I cut looee m7 bu~t, each holster let fall.
Shook off both my Jllck-boot.s, let go belt and all,
Stoorl op in the atirrup, lean'J, patted hia ear
Call'd my Roland his pet-name. my horae wittout ~r;
Clapp'd my banda, laugh'd and aang, An] noile, bM or


Till at f:;tb into Aix Roland gnUop'd and atootl.


And all I remember i~ ·rrieoaa fiooking round
Aa I sate with bia head 'twixt my kneu on the poWld,
And no voice but .was praiaiug ·thia .Boland of m&ne_
Aa I pour'd down hia 'broat.our lut meaaure of wlue,
Which (the burge~~Jea voted by common con.aent)
Waa no more than hia due wh.o broaght goo4 '11&1f11 from
Ghent. :B&oWlmfo.


tge ~~rrmt's1aat ~a:rr.qut.


O'u a low eouch the H*f5ng sun bad thrown ita lAteet n.y,
Where, in hi• !.an etronl(_agony, a dyi11g ~or J.y,-
Tbe at~rn old Baron Ro~r, wbote tram.! bad ne'er beeD Jleo'
By waatiog paiu, till time and toil i&t iron atr~ugt.b bad apent.


"They come around me here, ana eay my days or life are o'~r,­
That I shall mo~tnt my noble et.eed and lead my band no more;
Th~r come, and, to my beard, they dare to tell me now that I,
Th~•r ownliego lor.l and m.aa.ter born, that 1 -ha, ha I muat die.


"Andwbat ia death? rvedared him of\ before the Paynim spear;
Tbinlt yo be'a enter'd at my R&t&-haa come to aeek me here?
I've met him, !Aced him, aeorn'd him, when '\he flab&..,..aa.mging
bot;-
ru try hia·mi&ht, ru bran hit power I defy, and fear him not!

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