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A NEW KNIGHT.
You like the one in the picture best?
Oh, he does look well in his plume and steel;
But only fancy if you were dressed
In that odd fashion, how you would feel—
Riding along, while the boys looked through
The schoolroom windows and laughed at you!
Oh, he does look well in his plume and steel;
But only fancy if you were dressed
In that odd fashion, how you would feel—
Riding along, while the boys looked through
The schoolroom windows and laughed at you!
You would storm some fortress?—You never will,
You sleep and you dream too much for that.
Take care lest the boy below the hill,
With the one wild rose in his torn straw hat,
Who climbs the rocks, while they re dim with dew,
To bring you milk, make his squire of you!
You sleep and you dream too much for that.
Take care lest the boy below the hill,
With the one wild rose in his torn straw hat,
Who climbs the rocks, while they re dim with dew,
To bring you milk, make his squire of you!
