Didst thou hear, from those lofty cham- | At the first blow, To the barrier of the fight Rode at last a sable Knight. "Woe ! the blessed children both Takest thou in the joy of youth ; Take me, too, the joyless father!" Spake the grim Guest, "Sir Knight! your name and scutch- From his hollow, cavernous breast: eon, say!" "Should I speak it here, Ye would stand aghast with fear; I am a Prince of mighty sway!" "Roses in the spring I gather!" SONG OF THE SILENT LAND. FROM THE GERMAN OF SALIS. INTO the Silent Land! Ah! who shall lead us thither? BALLADS AND OTHER POEMS. 66 'Many a wassail-bout "Once as I told in glee Fell their soft splendor. "I wooed the blue-eyed maid, Our vows were plighted. By the hawk frighted. "Bright in her father's hall When of old Hildebrand "While the brown ale he quaffed, The sea-foam brightly, Blew the foam lightly. "She was a Prince's child, And though she blushed and smiled, Should not the dove so white "Scarce had I put to sea, Among the Norsemen ! "Then launched they to the blast, When the wind failed us; "And as to catch the gale "As with his wings aslant, With his prey laden, "Three weeks we westward bore, "There lived we many years; Time dried the maiden's tears; She had forgot her fears, She was a mother; |