The ride to the lady, and other poems
Helen Gray Cone · English
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The ride to the lady, and other poems
Helen Gray Cone · English
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THE RIDE TO THE LADY "Now since mine even is come at last,— For I have been the sport of steel, And hot life ebbeth from me fast, And I in saddle roll and reel,— Come bind me, bind me on my steed! Of fingering leech I have no need!" The chaplain clasped his mailed knee. "Nor need I more thy whine and thee! No time is left my sins to tell; But look ye bind me, bind me well!" They bound him strong with leathern thong, For the ride to the
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