The story and song of Black Roderick . he hour of his sorrow had not yet ^ struck. ^ Now turned he to the dame, and,chiding her, bade her begone. Thy tale, saith he, is full ofweariness. It hath neither wisdom sz> nor truth. 28 Turning from her in anger, hornedwent he, and flung himself before thedying fire in his chamber, a frownbetween his brows. And again aj^cold fear turned closely about his//£heart. Raising his eyes, he saw nomore terrible a thing than his young ^bride, with a face of grievous pain,£looking upon him from the door. ^Then he spoke her gently. Wfx Come, quoth he, sad-face
The story and song of Black Roderick . he hour of his sorrow had not yet ^ struck. ^ Now turned he to the dame, and,chiding her, bade her begone. Thy tale, saith he, is full ofweariness. It hath neither wisdom sz> nor truth. 28 Turning from her in anger, hornedwent he, and flung himself before thedying fire in his chamber, a frownbetween his brows. And again aj^cold fear turned closely about his//£heart. Raising his eyes, he saw nomore terrible a thing than his young ^bride, with a face of grievous pain,£looking upon him from the door. ^Then he spoke her gently. Wfx Come, quoth he, sad-faced one,^why dost thou torment me? One^jquestion only shall I ask thee, and*this must thou answer. Whom hastthou met upon the hill?witch woman hath told me a weari-^some tale, which I shall not lend myear to. Now, when he spoke, his youngbride neither answered nor came,but gazed from the threshold uponhim in silence. So he got up inanger and went her way. Throughthe chamber strode he, and she wasyet before him, and without sound29 B %. ^ J went she down the hall and stair.^So out through the open door, andthe men-at-arms let her pass, though[the Black Earl bid them stay herfeet, and gazed bewildered, seeingonly their stern master running alone,with fierce eyes, such as a houndJdoth cast upon a young hare. Quickas the Black Earl ran, the little bridejwas before. Through sleepy woods and honey- p|| \%perfumed plains, all through the ?? %night did he chase her, but never ?1 once did he reach her, nor ever once , did she pause to rest. When the morning sun was high,she led him up to the lights of BrownKippure, and there vanished fromhis sight. ^ Now, when the Black Earl per- *> ceived this wondrous thing, he felthis heart sink with utter weariness,and without more seeking fell uponthe moss. Had his eyes been not sohot with anger, slow tears of sorrow30
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