Marmion . t mind ;Wearied from doubt to doubt to flee,We welcome fond credulity, Guide confident, though blind. XXXI. Little for this Fitz-Eustace , patient, waited till he distance, pricked to utmost speed,The foot-tramp of a flying steed. Come town-ward rushing on;First, dead, as if on turf it trode,Then, clattering on the village road, —In other pace than forth he yode. Returned Lord hastily he sprung from scllc,And, in his haste, wellnigh he fell ;To the squires hand the rein he threw,And spoke no word as he withdrew :But yet the moonlight did falc
Marmion . t mind ;Wearied from doubt to doubt to flee,We welcome fond credulity, Guide confident, though blind. XXXI. Little for this Fitz-Eustace , patient, waited till he distance, pricked to utmost speed,The foot-tramp of a flying steed. Come town-ward rushing on;First, dead, as if on turf it trode,Then, clattering on the village road, —In other pace than forth he yode. Returned Lord hastily he sprung from scllc,And, in his haste, wellnigh he fell ;To the squires hand the rein he threw,And spoke no word as he withdrew :But yet the moonlight did falcon-crest was soiled with clay;And plainly might Fitz-Eustace see,By stains upon the chaigers knee,And liis left side, that on the moorHe had not kept his footing musino; on these wondrous sitrns. 136 MARMION. CANTO III. At length to rest the squire reclines,Broken and short; for still, between,Would dreams of terror intervene:Eustace did neer so blithely markThe first notes of the morning CANTO FOURTH
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