They passed. The prey rose up amain,
Cormorants, herons, mallards flew;
The falcons soared with proud disdain,
Stooped, and each hawk his quarry slew.
Cormorants, herons, mallards flew;
The falcons soared with proud disdain,
Stooped, and each hawk his quarry slew.
“Ho!” laughed the king, “there is fair game!
I too will see their gay intent,
For I was wont to do the same.”
He rose in haste and thither went,
And to a beauteous lady bent
His steps, when lo! he starts, he sees
Dumb with a like astonishment,
His stolen queen, sweet Heurodis.
I too will see their gay intent,
For I was wont to do the same.”
He rose in haste and thither went,
And to a beauteous lady bent
His steps, when lo! he starts, he sees
Dumb with a like astonishment,
His stolen queen, sweet Heurodis.
For when she saw that it was he
She neither spoke nor uttered cry,
He was so spent with misery
That once had been so rich and high.
And then she wept as if to die,
But quick the others caught her rein,
She neither spoke nor uttered cry,
He was so spent with misery
That once had been so rich and high.
And then she wept as if to die,
But quick the others caught her rein,
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