Dodge, Mary Mapes, 1830-1905 · [New York : Scribner & Co.] · leaf 21
he Duke comes riding homeward from his feudal hunting-grounds. Clattering up the rocky roadway, rides with wild and breathless speedStraight to Charless side a herald; there he checks his foaming steed.Silent now the merry courtiers, crowding near his words to heed. Sire, the dreaded Moorish army… … As the Duke heard, looking upward at the tall gray towers, by chanceBright the horned moon beyond them rose within his rapid glance;And he cried, T is right that ever, in the tranquil skies of France, Gods own crescent should be gleaming; but I swear by all that s high,While I live no other…
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