Maud, Locksley hall, and other poems . (263) 264 Ayhners Field. By the rough amity of the other, sankAs into sleep again. The second day,My ladys Indian kinsman rushing in,A breaker of the bitter news from home,Found a dead man, a letter edged with deathBeside him, and the dagger which himselfGave Edith, reddend with no bandits blood : From Edith was engraven on the blade.

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